"My brain does awful things when I'm alone"
I told him one night curled up in his bed
Knowing I am no one's but my own
A flat and bitter taste left on my tongue
From all the beds I visited instead
My brain does awful things when I'm alone
Morning offers food for these new poems
But morning over love don't get me fed
Knowing I am no one's but my own
The way I dance and play makes me my home
and magic pours out of the bed I've made
My brain does awful things when I'm alone
I heard it's gonna be a rough winter
I heard it's gonna be a rough winter
I heard it's gonna be a rough winter
I heard it's gonna be a rough winter
Loving is delicious when it's cold
And living's such a messy business when
My brain does awful things when I'm alone
Knowing I am no one's but my own
credits
from Grow Up,
released April 20, 2018
We are so thankful for this collaboration with Cleveland poet Eva Barrett who wrote the lyrics for this song. Thanks boo!!!
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