Bouquet of Withered Flowers
You can hear the gravel crunch the ground
As the rain continues to drip down
Every leaf we grew and flower we both designed

And I wish I could control the clouds
So the rain would never make us drown
But it’s hard sometimes, to let the worst of us die

So I sit and wonder how you’ve been
‘Cause you know I won’t let anyone else in
Hiding from the sun ‘cause the seeds we planted died

And I know that you tried

I’m tired of being sad all the time
But it’s bеtter than taking another line
Yеah, I’m stuck in the sheets but I’m making peace with myself
I still wish I was someone else

Hear the snow drip’s soft delay
When everything just melts away
Making room for growth and better days
But night is falling faster undone
Everything that’s learned is withdrawn
I feel like it’s better when I’m gone

I erased the number from my phone
My heart, once gray, is turning gold
Now I think it’s time the story should be told

And I think that you know

I’m tired of being sad all the time
But it’s better than taking another line
Yeah, I’m stuck in the sheets but I’m making peace with myself
I still wish I was someone else

Craving elusive sunlight
Do I like clouds in my skies?
Everything feels better when…
Does everything feel better when it’s gray?

Everything is gray…

(Yeah, I’m stuck in the sheets but I’m making peace with myself)

I’m tired of being sad all the time
But why don’t I wanna change my mind?
Change my mind