papillon foue Lyrics

The picture frames hold broken cement

All the wind brings is hollow content

The memories you gave me are tied up with a bow

While all the promises are as far as you can throw

Woah, the kid with the chipped guitar

He doesn't know where the month will go

And woah, the girl on the pedestal

She shows him a way to let his words flow

The corners full of firewood

Monsters in the closet are up to no good

Stay out of the rainfall, you're sure to stay dry

Watch the cars and the clouds as they pass on by

Woah, the kid with the chipped guitar

He doesn't know where the month will go

And woah, the girl on the pedestal

She shows him a way to let his words flow

And the wooden box on the bottom shelf

It calls to be opened but there's no one around