24 May 2014
This sweet long pillow,
That I lay upon,
lays restless still.
The knight’s son,
feeding the cold air’s breathe.
I’m the comfortable air surrounding,
the comfortable heiress.
This is probably.
This sweet long pillow,
That I lay upon.
This sweet long pillow,
Lays restless still.
It’s there sleeping,
Possibly still dreaming,
I’m just saying,
Possibly.
Still thinking while dreaming.
This here long.
This sweet long pillow,
That I lay upon.
This sweet long pillow,
Lays restless still.
This sweet long pillow,
Lays restless still.
This sweet long pillow.
That I lay upon,
lays restless still.
The knight’s son,
feeding the cold air’s breathe.
I’m the comfortable air surrounding,
the comfortable heiress.
This is probably.
This sweet long pillow,
That I lay upon.
This sweet long pillow,
Lays restless still.
It’s there sleeping,
Possibly still dreaming,
I’m just saying,
Possibly.
Still thinking while dreaming.
This here long.
This sweet long pillow,
That I lay upon.
This sweet long pillow,
Lays restless still.
This sweet long pillow,
Lays restless still.
This sweet long pillow.
Vocals and Guitars - Brandon Don Heath
