Beloved from Fancy Shampoo by Tim Birchard

Beloved

Searching for words
And he feels so absurd because they can't explain

Sun on her skin
Angels dancing a jig on his windowpane

Where should I begin?
“Look away, look within...”
Look at all the pretty colors
How can I resist?

I'll kiss you, my beloved
I'll kiss you, my beloved
I'll kiss you, my beloved
I'll kiss you, my beloved

3.1415926535, I don't see
How squaring the circle of life can be good for me

Try to sit still
Promise he will
But look at all the pretty colors
How can I resist?

I'll kiss you, my beloved
I'll kiss you, my beloved
I'll kiss you, my beloved
I'll kiss you, my beloved

Summer is near
What else should we revere but the fantasy?

Tree silhouette
Twilight lets me forget I'm not what I see

Race up the hill
With a cup we can't fill
Look at all the pretty colors
Maybe just one more time

I'll kiss you, my beloved
I'll kiss you, my beloved
I'll miss you, my beloved
I'll kiss you, my beloved

• Rock
• acoustic rock
• blues rock
• post punk
• power pop
• Colorado