Verdure

Hush now,
The morning's too dark
High as a kite
As blue as your eyes

I'm putting out reasons
And see how far it goes
Go waste your time
With those hearts

Coldheart razorblades
Flesh from the lovers
Words about tomorrow
Feels so far away

Hopes will prevail
And we'll be ok now
But the morning's too dark

Summer I'll wait for you
Winter I'll wait for you