Stay-Jessica on piano and vocals, Nick playing drumset, the first song we recorded, and the first I wrote, with a small improv in the middle, a bridge...

Starry glow, light up, light up my room
I'd tell you that, you should fly away
far, far, far away from me
Like you want to
But you're like a witch who has no broom.

I know that you wanted out of here
Because of feeling trapped, like your heads in a paper bag
or your necks about to snap

Your familiars got such pretty eyes
Golden disks, like ear-splitting shrieks
Golden disks like ear-splitting shrieks on my window sill

I know you wanted out of here
Because of feeling trapped, like your heads in a paper bag
or your necks about to snap
Oh stay here with me I am so afraid of alone
I've got nothing to say, hey
but try to listen anyway, try to listen anyway
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