While everyone dreams of green
They gaze into each other’s mirrors
I am beginning to break out
There’s a crunching beneath the feet
They gaze into each other’s mirrors
And let a fish swallow it
There’s a crunching beneath the feet
When there are two rooms inside
And let a fish swallow it
Only be true to the evident
When there are two rooms inside
It runs through me.
Only be true to the evident
I am beginning to break out
It runs through me.
While everyone dreams of green