There’s a box in a room with a lock see
There’s my mind in the corner staring back at me
Sometimes my heart feels as kept as a lost key
Making damn sure to stay locked
Not exposing what you don’t see
And while we wait for the winter
Let’s brace for the moments we can’t see
In our wine wandering minds
This reality’s a killer
And dreamers lose their dreams more every day
In our wine wandering minds
There’s a door at the edge of the room, see
There’s my heart through the frame painted red, I could paint it blue just for you Well I’ve been holding on you see
I’ve had it all along
The key to your dark sea
Like a song from a dream, song from a dream
While we wait for the winter
Let’s brace for the moments we can’t see
In our wine wandering minds
This reality’s a killer
And dreamers lose their dreams more every day
In our wine wandering minds
(We go on and on and on)
(Wine wandering minds)
And while we wait for the winter
Let’s brace for the moments we can’t see
(There’s a box in a room with a lock, see)
This reality’s a killer
And dreamers lose their dreams more every day
(There’s my mind in the corner staring back at me)
And while we wait for the winter
Let’s brace for the moments we can’t see
(There’s a box in a room with a lock, see)
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