Greens Of June

Album: case/lang/veirs (2016)
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  • Just in the moment
    Everything's changed
    My dark disposition
    Has been rearranged

    And what was I thinking
    Out there on the ledge
    Your steady eyes pull me
    Straight back from the edge

    And all the greens of June
    Come blowing through the door
    They make me want to live
    Like I never have before

    From the oriental rug
    You meet my gaze
    And all my desperation
    Retreats into the haze

    And lilacs in the vase
    Still got the life
    By their witnesses
    Perfume and light

    And all the greens of June
    Come blowing through the door
    They make me want to live
    Like I never have before

    Just in the moment
    Everything's changed
    My dark disposition
    Has been rearranged
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