You're pulling, rushing. This feeling's amazin' baby I can't get back. I remember it well, you know me - I have this gnack. The gnack to hold you tight and don't let go. Please don't fight me baby, you make me happy as so. My ships are sailing, when I miss you - I feel I'm failing. Why aren't you here tonight? Why aren't you here tonight? Nothing is taking me down. I remember it well, there was wet in your hair, I was stood in the stairs and time stopped moving. Come over, you're lost,
dive into moss, I hope that my sanity covers the cost. To remove the stain of my love.
- Brianna Daws, improvision is a beautiful thing.
