Calhoun from #SYSAG by singyourselfagrave

Smooth is the color of your eyelids
As you wake up in the morning and pour your coffee
The city is hungover as we stumble
four more blocks to where I thought you parked the car

I am silent, you are sure. I am smiling, you are sure.

Dark is the color of your hair now
No more children laughing at your blonde locks
Makeup hides the freckles of your skin-tone
New York city never looked so real

I am silent, you are sure. I am smiling, you are sure.

Tired is the color of our voices
As we lay in bed and think of how we started
The sun will always be if you need comfort
I swear I died right then inside your stare

I am silent, you are sure. You keep me smiling, I keep you sure.

• Acoustic
• bedroom pop
• folk
• lo-fi
• singer-songwriter
• Prior Lake