| 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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