"Lightning" Keaton Simons cover by Alex Cornell

Let me go. Go to sleep, little girl, curl up next to me. You're leaving my world through the pictures I see in the lens of your eyes. And our sweet compromise, oh, cycle of life is insane. No more Will the leaves merely fall from the trees and be carried away by the wind? Yeah, but each one represents its final lament of beauty derived from that sin. So don't make me wonder if you're ever coming home. You can't shake me like the But the lightning will never come. Yeah. Just be my little girl and make me believe that love can be more than a test. You'll concede and I'll keep it in mind when you say you'll be fine, but for now I I should just walk away. So pay no mind to the pain, mix the tears with the rain. One last kiss and I won't bite your lip. Then we take to the skies, we can always rely for a rhyme to take care of the tale. Yeah, so don't make me wonder. If you're ever coming home, you can shake me like thunder, but the lightning never comes. Oh, the lightning. Come on.