كلمات Persimmon

Said you don't like persimmon But the shade is quite nice Use your colorful language As a shy way to slight So I dress in this orange But it doesn't look right Now the lake's frozen over I've got more room to glide And I slept in till eleven With the dog on my side And my foot dangling off the mattress I woke up numb In more ways than one It's more than a sensation I see it in all faces now, now It's enough, it's substantial I've survived on much less What's a flame to a candle When you're melting regardlеss? So fuck that bitch in your story And fuck me after I guess I took hеr arm in the lobby And I made a new friend Then talked shit till eleven It's a means to an end A road to a bend A woefully natural progression I woke up numb In more ways than one It's more than a sensation I see it in all faces now, now Is it so wrong of me? Legend has it, I'm sentimental I hold a strong belief in All things inconsequential Just like a highway fire I'm taking it as a sign, as a sign I gotta turn around, around Said you don't like persimmon They take too long to grow If you practice your patience Maybe one day you'll know Why I dress in this orange Why I'm taking it slow Now the lakes frozen over