Johnny Manchild and the Poor Bastards - Chamomile
CHAMOMILEAnother season turns, I only stop to see
As rain floods out my drive, across the city sleeping in the night
The muscles ache and twitch, the mind it bends again
The lights are harsh to me, the pain from hours spent awake and stressed
It's been awhile, but I can rest
Chamomile
She curls against me now, and I prefer the cool
But I can't bring myself, to turn away and move to my own side, so I lie
She's knows we're not alone, the ghosts between the sheets
Of present past and future, but she nevеr stops to mention it to me
She just smilеs, I confess
It's been awhile, since I've been blessed
With somethin kind, So I rest
Chamomile
Written by:
JONATHAN GARRETT
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