Don't Criticize What You Don't Understand.
Everything is so indecisive.
Even the weather cannot determine the best course of action.
This morning the sun shone as if summer were making a comeback,
Only to be shrouded by steel-wool clouds saturated with water.
We're painting poetry in the back of the submerged car.
Submerged under smoke, under rain.
Light blue still creaks from the sky,
In the making for our faces even more beautiful.
Sometimes I don't want you anymore but I hope we live this out.
Even the weather cannot determine the best course of action.
This morning the sun shone as if summer were making a comeback,
Only to be shrouded by steel-wool clouds saturated with water.
We're painting poetry in the back of the submerged car.
Submerged under smoke, under rain.
Light blue still creaks from the sky,
In the making for our faces even more beautiful.
Sometimes I don't want you anymore but I hope we live this out.