A Window / O'Keeffe

Love is an obsession that lives in my phone

When I let it die I know I'm alone

My real life begins like a crack giving off some light

That feeling when you both dress up as monks

Orange and red, so we might burn the sun

I say "Georgia O'Keeffe" and you show me your teeth, all white

And they we walk through everybody's videos

And when we finally stop we're underneath a window

And someone's playing music

Someone's watching over us

And something 'bout this music reminds me of what has just gone past

That was today

Art is the way that we frame what we see

But these days I crave anonymity

If you get that fame, don't you give it to me

Just give me what you say

And in these dying days of summertime

I think I know exactly what I

'Cause someone's playing music

Someone's watching over us

And something 'bout this music reminds me of what has just gone past

That was today

'Cause someone's playing music

Someone's watching over us

And something 'bout this music reminds me of what has just gone past

That was today