It’s 6 am again and i’m trying to get all of it down
I’m waking up again to the frequence in this sequence of sound
And true to the waters below my river runs more quick when its hot
But I take it minute by minute just to handle what’s in it
Catch the angle to untangle the knot

All I ever get to say doesn’t matter anyway
Perfect little make believe took me to the heaven on the sea
All I ever want to say doesn’t matter anyway
Perfect little make believe made it so I took you into me

Chorus
You fill my cup (I could fill your garden)
And it wets the floor (I could fill your garden)
You fill my cup (I could fill your garden)
Doesn’t hurt anymore (I could fill your garden)

It’s 6 am again and the black dots buzz
In my head I’m waking up again to the
quaking and the breaking of bread
Cause true to the waters below
my river runs more quick when its hot

Still I take it minute by minute, got to handle what’s in it
Let the current show me what i got

All I ever had to say doesn’t matter anyway

Perfect little make believe, couldn’t see the forest for the trees
All I ever had to say doesn’t matter anyway
Perfect little make believe, all I ever wanted was to breathe
(inhale, exhale)

Chorus