Great Mass of Color - Deafheaven

Lyrics by：George Lesage Clarke/Kerry Dylan McCoy/Shiv Mehra/Daniel Jordan Tracy/Christopher Paul Johnson

Composed by：George Lesage Clarke/Kerry Dylan McCoy/Shiv Mehra/Daniel Jordan Tracy/Christopher Paul Johnson

Quiet as a cradle

I laid in a middle night drift spinning

Hissed at the moon

Conjured up the flowers to fix my impression of the gloom

I feel them all great mass of color

Flooded in my bed

I feel them all big mass of color

Flooded in my bed dissolving into red

Half-awake holding my ghost in the morning

Sunlight coming down the bend maroon sky on the send

My great former terror when trees gave doves the leaves

And I was grim drunk death a stranger to myself

I feel them all great mass of color

Flooded in my bed

I feel them all great mass of color

Flooded in my bed dissolving into red

Can I accept I'm real

Do I need this affection

Do you

Do you need this confusion

Do you

Living trapped inside this body

Soft haunted waiting wanting

Measured change evades real healing

Taking love with little reason

Seeing you as I was behind a locked door nervous and a

Fool

Seeing you as I was desperate for men to guide

You

You are the sea and nobody owns you owns you

You are the sea and nobody owns you owns you

Owns you owns you owns you owns you