Amy Yon - Blinded

Rustled excuses and a circle of glasses
Too much time chasing
The chimes of an old friend

Brick layered stories
Painted cracked smiles
And a palm tree for your garden
And a lullaby to bring us all do

Am I Foe?
Am I Real?
Is this everything that we're supposed to feel?
What is this currency?
Are we a maybe?
I'm just straight talking you my friend

Forgive me for falling sideways
My thoughts are caving in
Not easy to be blinded
And harder to give in

Summertime snoozes and your caramel skin
The days seem so much longer
And the night
They take a while to settle in
Are we majestic?
Diamonds in the rough?
Picked flowers from your garden
And an anthem to bring us all up

Only I remember when I'm lonely
I came home for the Southern breeze
Left the troubles behind me

Am i Foe?
Am i Real?
Is this everything that we're supposed to feel?
What is this currency?
Are we a maybe?
I'm just straight talking you my friend

Forgive me for falling sideways
My thoughts are caving in
Not easy to be blinded and harder to give in

Written by:
NICHOLAS ATKINSON, AMY YON

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