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Coffee stain on your old blue shirt
You say it’s ruined
I say it’s proof
We’ve been living in color
Moon still hanging in the afternoon
Curtains breathing
Ceiling spinning slow
I trace your name in the dust on the window
Soft echoes in your shirt
I feel everything at once
Deep rivers in my chest
Every time that we just touch
Got my heartbeat speaking in tongues
Oh
This tender little curse
Soft echoes in your shirt
I’m yours
I’m yours
I’m yours
You laugh
The plants all lean your way
Record crackles
Time folds in half
We’re a Sunday that never remembers to end
Your thumb draws circles on my wrist
Tiny galaxies
Open like a door
I fall through every time you say my name
If this is a spell
I don’t want it to break
Let the colors melt
Let the daylight bend and shake
If this is too much
Let it be too much of you
Drifting in your arms
Like it’s the truest thing I knew
Soft echoes in your shirt
I feel everything at once
Deep rivers in my chest
Every time that we just touch
Got my heartbeat speaking in tongues
Oh
This tender little curse
Soft echoes in your shirt
I’m yours
I’m yours
I’m yours