Songs I Write | IV

My Favourite Fire

We're living blue dreams
Under sycamore trees
We got that hot heat
Fantasy overhead
Why don't you sleep in my bed?
We can stay in instead
I don't care what I said
I need you more than I can admit

Reaching and yearning for something that's burning's quite hot, hot, hot
O fleeting desire, quite often empires fall, jewels don't float high up, up, up

So pour down the memorabilia
And meltdown about how I can't say to you
All the words I wanna, babe, 'cause I've been living in my brain the past few months where

We're living blue dreams
Under sycamore trees
We got that hot heat
Fantasy overhead
Why don't you sleep in my bed?
We can stay in instead
I don't care what I said
I need you more than I can admit

Preaching and perching on a future that rests on uncertainty's not, not, not
My favourite fire, destruction's a liar, disguised in summer weather, summer sun

I've been living in my brain

We're living blue dreams
Under sycamore trees
We got that hot heat
Fantasy overhead
Why don't you sleep in my bed?
We can stay in instead
I don't care what I said
I need you more than I can admit

Oh, devotion, it's such a funny curse
Sworn and forsaken, truth is never heard
'Cause you're a liar, sir
And I'd be lying if I said I wasn't buying every word
You'd be paying the bills
And I'd be painting the car
We'd never make it that far
But wasn't it sweet?
Wasn't it sweet to dream?

We're living blue it seems
Under cloudy skies and he's
Floating away from me
Floating away

Why don't you sleep in my bed?
We can stay in instead
I don't care what I said
Why don't you stay a little bit?
I've been living in my head
Call me yours just once again
I need you more than I can admit