Fever Dream (Demo)

[Verse 1]

Some days, her shape in the doorway will speak to me

A bird's wing on the window

Sometimes I'll hear when she's sleeping

Her fever dream, a language on her face

[Refrain]

I want your flowers like babies want God's love

Or maybe, as sure as tomorrow will come

[Verse 2]

Some days, I miss how she graciously

Offered me so honestly and nightly

Some time I might try to ask her what honest words

She can't afford to say, like

[Refrain]

I want your flowers like babies want God's love

Or maybe, as sure as tomorrow will come