Forty-Three from GLITTER EP by LITTLE FLOWERS

There's a little bit of me in a little bit of you
I'm losing my mind and I don't know what to do
There's a little bit of this in a little bit of that
And it's starting to get thin like the sleeve stretched on my skin
And the thread unravels as it goes
Who really knows?

Every time I take a breath, I remember I can't breathe
Your face is forming sentences that are hard for me to read
And the clock is ticking like it knows
Where do we all go
Where do we all go

It's the aching of the age and it knows you better now
It's the turning of the page before you read out all the sounds
And I'm dying to forget to not forget that we all die
And I hope that I got it right

There's a little bit of light
That's coming into view
The edges dull and soften
up like morning dew
I can see it in the mirror
Turning clear to pale blue
And it makes me think of you
It makes me think of you

It's the aching of the age and it knows you better now
It's the turning of the page before you read out all the sounds
And I'm dying to forget to not forget that we all die
And I hope that I got it right this time

• Alternative
• ambient
• bedroom folk
• indie
• songwriter
• Philadelphia