Blue Sunshine
Justin Furstenfeld
I See Your Heart Beat Through the Bedsheets
I Feel Your Pulse Against the Floor
I Sleep the Sadness That no One Else Sleeps
Feel Me Cunningly Adore.
As the Tic Tock Clock Lies Goldilocks
What a Sick Enchanted View
Of the White Blot Sin That We All Began
Not the Girl That I Once Knew.
Blue Sunshine
Ive Got no Vacancies
At the Top of the Clock Was Jesus Spying On Me
I Spoke of Friends
Point Me Which Direction
I Tried a Bribe of When I Die But Swore He Never
Mentioned.
I Kicked and Screamed,
"Its Simple, You Must Sing
The Day I Take You, Youll Be Sleeping
You Wont Feel a Thing."