like lavender

the wall breaks on the phone if at all

if you call

a hole from which to see your head

if words are dead

some things always stay the same

how you looked wet from all the rain

like lavender the smell of your hair

silly errs postponing your despair

and i'll wait

i'll wait

take a ticket to my own fate

maybe i'm too late

and this wall breaks on the phone it at all

if you call

a hole from which to see your head

if words are dead

some things always stay the same

how you looked wet from all the rain

some things always stay the same