Lacey on the bus as the sun burns out
She says I don’t really like my own mind
Every time I try and fall asleep these days
It feels like I’m battling Frankenstein
And I’m stranded left behind
Jenny takes her hand and says hush my love
You know that I’d never let you disappear
I listen to you talking to your god sometimes
Quietly when you think no one hears
About hunger and your fears
Lacey whispers with her eyes closed
I could use a little antidote
And the moon is nearly full
And they’re so far from where they need to go
Watching through the window at the blurry sky
Everyone seems to be dead asleep
Lacey looks longing into Jenny’s eyes
Tell me my peach what’s the matter with me
I can’t loosen this disease
Sorry my love I need to get some rest
Jenny tells Lacey then shuts her eyes
Lay your little rabbit head on my lap
When we wake up we’ll be hypnotized
By the cleansing Georgia sky
Lacey whispers with her eyes closed
I could use a little antidote
And the moon is nearly full
And they’re so far from where they need to go
credits
from Imagined Lives,
released March 7, 2019
Charlotte Moroz-vocals, all other sounds by Guy Capecelatro III. Written and recorded by Guy Capecelatro III.
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