Eisley - Plenty of Pages (Plenty of Paper demo) lyrics

Something's growing under that wing I think a face is dawning Oh no, the bugs are growing faces And it's crazy to me how you seem to see things with your magic eyes and, maybe it's not the type of book you could read to your *fairy* or take my book of rhymes back off my shelf Because I am washing all these pages They're tearing at the seams I'm scraping up my knees for somehow the world to open up and swallow all these words that are making all these chapters *they're disappearable* to me I cut the moon in half and stuck a piece to my hair It made the back of my head glow golden-yellow, then I took ten stars on sticks and placed them In my small metal bucket I gave the other half of the moon to you, oh so you wouldn't forget me while I'm gone. Because I am washing all these pages They're tearing at the seams I'm scraping up my knees for somehow the world to open up and swallow all these words that are making all these chapters *they're disappearable* to me And oh, my love we could live on the sun. And wouldn't we be attractive riding in our shiny motorcars with eyegla**es full of stars and plenty of paper for scenery paintings? Because I am washing all these pages They're tearing at the seams I'm scraping up my knees for somehow the world to open up and swallow all these words that are making all these chapters *they're disappearable* to me