Freckle Season by sleepy

Lyrics:

I'll be the first to admit that I'm interested
in that world behind your eyes;
popping in and out of existence
and constantly changing over time.
Through pedigree and circumstance
you landed by my side.
Now those lines have blurred
and what's mine is yours.
Could yours become what's mine?

But everything is temporary.
That much is true.
So could I spend my temporary with you?

And when these hosts have lost their worth
and decompose into all of the dirt,
I'll be your ghost for years to come,
if they even have years there
like the one's we've grown upon.

Nothing is eternal, I guess.
That much I see.
So would you spend your nothing here with me?

'Cause everything is temporary.
That much is true.
So could I spend my temporary with you?

• Folk
• Toledo
• independant
• indie
• lo-fi
• Toledo