Blossom Dearie

I’m sitting across from you

Vibrations are streaming the emptiness in the room

Melting all your words in my hand

Tell me all the things that I am

I wish that I could speak your perfect language

I wish that we could travel to those places

Where we’re faceless and we’re nameless

Don’t you, don’t you crave this?

I can feel the atmosphere unfolding

Tell me if you pretty hearts worth holding

I can feel the atmosphere unfolding

Tell me if your pretty hearts

I know you wanna hear me

Turn down that blossom dearie

And I try to speak to you in tongues

But you’re never here to see me right

And I never seem to lose a run

When we’re following your stars at night

See your lungs are never breathing right

Your mother’s never eaten right

You see she never really won her fight

She’s handing me her torch to light

Your fears and tribulations

They are formed into a painting

They are formed into a painting of us

As I peer across the nation

All your stars get to formation

They are more than your creation of love

And the rhythm of our hearts are syncopated

Vindicated, leave our doubts to sleep right here

Feel, I wish that I could speak your perfect language

I wish that we could travel to those places

Where we’re faceless and we’re nameless

Where we're dangerous? Don’t you crave this?

I know you want to hear me

Turn down that blossom dearie