avery pickup - april

Sitting in the park
Hands held in the dark
Lost in dreams where silver screens are painted

I can't feel a thing
But listen to them sing
Bedroom floors and mental scores and waiting

April is the breeze
Cross legged in the trees
Eyes light up and everything goes quiet

I still hear them sing
It echoes through everything

I can't remember their face
It changes each time I look back
And each silhouette that I bear
Is begging for chances I lack

April it snows
April it snows

In the midst of your fiery glow
April it snows
April it snows
April it snows
April it snows

Written by:
Avery Pickup

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