perfume from husht by vixu

i've thrown my last line
getting to the garden
begging for a pardon to settle down
ouh

yeah yeah i fell in love once
pulled it out the harvest
for sullied fringerprints and ripples in our garments
and never found
ouh

cuz i can wait
i can wait my life out here
when i'm awake
you know i can wait my life's out clear

cuz all i ever wanna do is ah
and all i ever really knew was ah
need help carrying a heart through
anything that anyone could do
and i could hardly say it

perfume in the street
curfew for our patience
certain of a dream with every murmur been engaged with
surface of the service like a curtain we just kept inside for maintenance
waiting it out
colder than age, more that is taken
worn to the saying
love is won by someone and that someone i've known
perfume in the street
curfew for our patience
certain of a dream with every murmur been engaged with
known every motion in the dark
rain, shine, cold, feigning large
these days and nights go floating out through the arms like those
pools on the step
streams in the lane
fools gone to bed
i'm in a case with you

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