Hunter Kain - Hope She Could Hear

Set dressing cigarette smoke glows
Hair's messy. Parapets and snow
She knows she's one hell of a catch
Nobody told her
"Don't pocket the match"
Songwriter, let me hear you sing
Hey, Summer, you can keep your Spring
Ballerina, let me see you dance
Author, won't you show me where you stand?
When she laughed you could hear
A little wind coming down from her nose
And when she said something happy
Something else just falls down, I don't know
She'd pull back her hair
And she'd stare out the window to Fall
With her hand on her ear,
I just hope she could hear
What I wanted her to
One night I found her sitting down
Hands on her book, eyes to the ground
I tried to speak, but I couldn't
I turned away. I understood it
When she left you could hear
A little wind coming down from her nose
When she said something happy
Something else just falls down, I don't know
She'd pull back her hair, and she'd stare
Out the window to Fall
With her hand on her ear,
I just hope she could hear
What I want her to
I wouldn't say that I'm exactly going mad,
It's just that I've come to the point where
Seeing other people happy makes me sad
Is that so bad?
To tell the truth
I just don't wanna be a frontman
But If I'm being honest, art is dead, this is a front
And I'm a professional liar
She knows that she's a fucking catch
Nobody told her,
"Don't pocket the match"

Written by:
Hunter Kain

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