Lyrics of Millie Gibson – Ripple

Verse 1
I’ve been on a wave of silence,
Ohh I’ll be a while.
I’ll be on a whim of kindness,
Can you see the browed?
I’ve been on my way to find it,
so my ways are wide.
Oh my ways are wide are wide.

Verse 2
I’ve been on a craze of guidance,
let the mounds arise.
Sighing through the air while wining,
so my stems are dry.
But bowing on a limb of timing,
best believe we’re fine.
Oh believe we’re fine, we’re fine.

Pre-Chorus
Tieing in our souls,
we call a weave of wile
and trying to console our woes
to seam the mind.
Tieing in our souls,
we draw
our leading line
our leading line.

Chorus
Melody Ad-lib/Scat (1st time)

So we fold into mold,
while our wants n needs n hopes
hold our past,
let it be the sign of your demons.

Verse 3
Writing out the falls and my wins,
all across the aisle.
Sighing through wind of winding,
seek a change of style.
Let it be the craze of my finds,
all around my kind,
Oh yes my kind
my kind.

Pre-Chorus
Tieing in our souls,
we call a weave of wile
and trying to console our woes
to seam the mind.
Tieing in our souls,
we draw
our leading line
our leading.

Chorus
Melody Ad-lib/Scat (1st time)

So we fold into mold,
while our wants and needs and hopes
hold our past,
let it be the sign of your demons.

Bridge
We lay into the tide of sound,
as we try to wiggle our way through
we find that we can soon be
Sighhhh
Ahhhh

But don’t forget the taste of hope
and tell yourself that you can believe too
and all the rest will soon lead
Youuu
Youuuahh

Chorus
Melody Ad-lib/Scat (1st time)

So we fold into mold,
while our wants and needs and hopes
hold our past,
let it be the sign of your demons.

Chorus
Melody Ad-lib/Scat (1st time)

So we fold into mold,
while our wants and needs and hopes
hold our past,
let it be the sign of your demons.
Ad-lib/Scat
let it be the sign of your demons.
Ad-lib/Scat
let it be the sign of your demons.

Ad-lib/Scat

Lyrics of My Dinosaur Life – Peel

The world on your side of the bed
scales up from hour to hour
it’s made of kisses on the neck
and PJs with flowers
and from the small side where I am
the nutshell that you left me
I see the light seeping through the glass
light you up in your hairpins
and the fine dust slowly dances around you

I will let you get some sleep
when the street is going nowhere
when the asphalt burns our wheels
when we’re driving through the sleet
and you’ll let me get some sleep
when bad words fall all over
when the years will crack my skin
so deep it can kill me
but you sewed up your heart so much
you’ll know how to heal me

The world from my side of the bed
has been a queen size wasteland
where demons coming from my head play in emo airbands
but then you broke into my bed
like rain that molds this dry loam
you’re drawing lines and changing maps
turn this hell into a home
my hand’s a craft that sails your weaving silhouette

I will let you get some sleep
when the street is going nowhere
when the asphalt burns our wheels
when we are driving through the sleet
and you’ll let me get some sleep
when bad words fall all over
when the years will crack my skin
so deep it can kill me
but you sewed up your heart so much
you’ll know how to heal me

The world from your side of the bed
is changing the world inside my head
(you know how to heal me)
The world from your side of the bed
is changing the world inside my head
smells of fresh laundry and morning bread
(you know how to heal me)