Across the Caves

There was a storybook inside her mind

Elle never read it; she never thought

She’d have to read it, well Elle got lost

Across the caves is the powder and rust

Make up words for what you’ve begun

Thought you were happy just being sad

I never wanted to be that song

I’d laugh at anything to carry on

Across the caves his diamonds are dust

Still you’re filled with birthdays and bugs

Gray lost your thoughts in her family’s home after dinner then

Broke all that fought in her gaudy throne, kids them just to win

Across the caves is powder and rust

Make up words for what you’ve begun

Across the caves his diamonds are dust

Still you’re filled with birthdays and bugs

Hey my king, I know it’s late to be great

But obviously your stoic tone won't float with holes

All ordinary, I know it’s right to be like