There is a type of lightness-light
On an April afternoon
When you wake up
When you wake up from winter
When you wake up from winter
And the humming starts again
I keep so many things in drawers
All over my apartment
Because I'm afraid
I'll need them all someday
I'm sorry for the mess
Everything is tall
and bigger than me
(When this song plays for the first time)
There is a type of glow
I thought I had back then
There it is
There it is hiding
There it is hiding
And you thought your skull was cluttered
I keep all my lighters and pens
In one place so I can
Find them when the words tumble out
Or when I need to burn them down
Everything is tall
and bigger than me
Everything is tall
and bigger than me
Everything is tall
and bigger than me
Everything is tall
and bigger
and bigger than me
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