Brittany's song

Smoke from the last cigarette sits
Cold like stone and colorless
You're sleeping like the peace you keep
I'm sinking like a stone in the sea
These thoughts run through my head
Over and over and over and over

But when you wake, the color comes alive
The silver smoke turns gold with light from your eyes
Green like the grass, bright as the sun
Deep like the space you don't believe exists

I had prayers that need no answer
Now, let it turn to ashes, blow it out
you're waking like the sun in the morning,
I've finally found a reason to sing again
You put a stop to these thoughts in my head
Over and over and over and over

And when you wake, the color comes alive
The silver smoke turns gold with light from your eyes
Green like the grass, bright as the sun
Deep like the space you don't believe exists

We watched orion dance across the sky
It doesn't have to be warm to pretend its summertime
We watched satellites streak across the night
It doesn't have to be cold to hold you tight

And when you wake, the color comes alive
The silver smoke turns gold with light from your eyes
Green like the grass, bright as the sun
Deep like the space you don't believe exists