The Stream

Drawing shapes on the window
Little slits in the mist
Hung out on a shaky line
Don’t know what to say
I thought that I’d said it
But you didn’t hear me right
Put that book in your pocket
Left your keys under the lamp
Hunched over the runway lights
I know what you’ll think
I’ve got to do something
Or nothing’s gonna change
Blossoms under April rain
No one else can do how you do it
Clouds up in your eyes again
Never that far to go
Till it feels right
Never feels right
So let it keep flowing
Flowing like a dream
Rushing up out of nowhere
From nowhere
All those thoughts we never tamed
Those nights that we taped up tight
Well, maybe it’s time
For tearing them open
To live it all again
Blossoms under April rain
No one else can do how you do it
Clouds up in your eyes again
Never that far to go
Till it feels right
Never feels right
So let it keep flowing
Flowing like a dream
But he’ll be over, right?
When you get home
He’ll be over right?
Can’t leave you alone
Always knew it, right?
Only way we could end
Taking the long way home
Till it feels right
Never feels right
So let it keep flowing
Flowing like a dream
Flowers in the stream