Nick Peters - Track 4 + 1 lyrics

I wrote a book of all the things that go on in my head I burnt it whole so no one would ever think those things again I wore my old school uniform to see how much I'd grown I needed to get out of my perspective the only one that I've ever known so I'll try singing about the colours I never knew I'd love I can't bring any flowers but I can bring the mud I grow out my hair to count out each day and I hoped you'd be aware of the things I didn't think to say like your eyes could light up a whole room and I'm kind of getting tired of being blinded by the thought of you so I'll try singing about the colours I never knew I'd love I can't bring any flowers but I can bring the mud cause I've been burying myself alive trying to call it quits I sure as hell have burnt the boat down but I won't jump ship my heart leapt when I came home to the silence cause I haven't spent enough time in the quiet and yes I like spending time with people who aren't me but I'm kind of getting tired only being happy