Lyrics to Bless You
The only laughs I ever wanted
They came on our little drives outside the lines
The only sleep I really cared for
Was the 'gently by your side'
The only thing I feel is ashes softly blowing
Life is a little bird in the wind at night
A demolition countdown quiet in the morning
I dance with a wrecking ball on this lonesome side of times
I know I'm not very easy
And I use up all my tries
And the cherry trees out in the garden
Won't even slumber when I die
I turn around and see my youth is gently smoking
Life is a drunken bird in neon lights
I clear the way and let it fly until it's broken
I dance with a wrecking ball on this lonesome side of times
In song there is a way to have you endlessly around
In love there is the catch: to bless you softly when you fly
As we'll cross out there, in the open air, I'll see your very eyes
I know there was a way to nod and gently say goodbye
The only thing I feel is ashes softly blowing
Life is a messy bird in neon lights
I lay next to someone else now quiet in the morning
I am my own wrecking ball on the lonesome side of times
They came on our little drives outside the lines
The only sleep I really cared for
Was the 'gently by your side'
The only thing I feel is ashes softly blowing
Life is a little bird in the wind at night
A demolition countdown quiet in the morning
I dance with a wrecking ball on this lonesome side of times
I know I'm not very easy
And I use up all my tries
And the cherry trees out in the garden
Won't even slumber when I die
I turn around and see my youth is gently smoking
Life is a drunken bird in neon lights
I clear the way and let it fly until it's broken
I dance with a wrecking ball on this lonesome side of times
In song there is a way to have you endlessly around
In love there is the catch: to bless you softly when you fly
As we'll cross out there, in the open air, I'll see your very eyes
I know there was a way to nod and gently say goodbye
The only thing I feel is ashes softly blowing
Life is a messy bird in neon lights
I lay next to someone else now quiet in the morning
I am my own wrecking ball on the lonesome side of times