Good Things - Georgia Peach

Hold me tight or hang me to dry
It's all the same to me
Its like you bearing fruit with all the things that you do
Keeping branches falling at my feet

I'm watching close every move that you make
So I remember when you're far away
I'm planting seeds and they'll grow into trees
I'll find you when I dig through the leaves

You, this ones for you
I only see you smiling in the photographs
Breathing life into my dead hands

And I'm counting every blessing 'cause everyone says you gotta pray
If you want the leaves to change
But I never believed in any of that
I've got everything I need even if winter never fades away
Even if the winter never fades away, I'll never ask for anything
I'll sleep sound tonight and blend in with the night
Dig your nails in my hands and I'll wake up for your quick goodbye

I'll pick off some of your fruit when you're away
Maybe I'll find a new place to rest my head
This ones for

You, this ones for you
I only see you smiling in the photographs
Breathing life into my dead hands

And I watch as you drink your coffee
Watch you as you purse your lips
I feel the pressure in my head set and release
I wish I could sit up straight, stand up a little taller
Just so I can hold you on my shoulders
You got a little bit too high and you had a little bit too much
So you called me for a ride and I came to pick you up
A wave goodbye to all your friends as I open up the door
And you're looking at me like you've never seen me before
You said that you hate keeping secrets and I said I fucking hate it too
But theres a look on your face that says there's something I need to tell you
I can tell you're losing faith in every word that I say
I gotta go, I need to leave
Love is just too suffocating
And I can't breathe

You, this ones for you
I only see you smiling in the photographs
Breathing life into my dead hands

It's yours, it's yours

Written by:
Cameron Sacchet

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