Under The Bed - Threshold

DESCRIZIONE
I’m waking up, finding silence.
I’m waking up, eyes glued shut.
The monsters’ book is wide open on the couch
known by heart, now.

I’m waking up, finding solace:
I’m waking up from a dream.
The winter cold pressed its fingers on my brain,
drove me insane.

Well, we can all make it warmer.
Can’t promise we won’t feel blue,
but blue is what we’ll find if we’ll raise our eyes.

What would you say if I took you away?
I need a place to call home more than I can say.
If you ask me, I wanna change:
I’m scared of hail cracking through the windowpane.

So pack your bags, I’ll take the spray cans I used on the walls,
I’ll take the memories and the books I’ll read while I’m next to you.
I’ll take my grandma’s stories and my tape recorder too,
your laugh, pens and staff paper, so we’ll write some wicked tunes.

We can all make it warmer.

So what do you say if I take you away?
I need a place to call home more than I can say.
If you ask me, I wanna change:
the hail is pounding on the windows,
but the sound is slowly growing on me.

We can all make it warmer.
It’s getting warmer.

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