Lyrics: 
I used to lose my mind for fancy things
Cos someone told me they were everything Now all my money's looking paper-thin
And the happiness I need
Is just a little out of reach
When I go from falling to flying
Not sure if I’m living or dying
And they tell me it’s all about the timing
No, I don’t know, no, I’m not sold
Then I go from wholesome to broken
And I’m running out of thoughts I could cope with
I was dreaming now I’m running through the motions
When I was younger I was dumb
I was stupid and in love
I used to tell myself back then I knew it all I always wanted to be older
And feel the world upon my shoulders
I fucked up can I go back to feeling small I don’t wanna be 10 feet tall
I don’t wanna be 10 feet tall
Running
Running just to slow down
The grass is always greener now That’s what I’ve found
Oh and time is just a lonely emotion Sometimes I wish I lived in slow motion
When I was younger I was dumb
I was stupid and in love
I used to tell myself back then I knew it all I always wanted to be older
And feel the world upon my shoulders

 I fucked up can I go back to feeling small I don’t wanna be 10 feet tall
I don’t wanna be 10 feet tall

SunDayDreams

10ft Tall

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Second Thoughts

Garden

Just Thought You Should Know

If You Couldn't Tell

We been fighting ‘bout nothing, baby,
And that ain’t nothing new.
Arguin’ through the night ’til the morning light,
Thunder lookin’ for a storm to roll through.
There’s dinner in the oven, lights still on,
And silence thick as glue.
You say you’re beat, but I see that spark —
I know what you wanna do.

Baby, take your time with me,
Ride me slow and sweet.
Let’s talk in tongues ’til the neighbors wake,
And the angels lose their sleep.
This ain’t forgiveness, baby,
This is fire and blues and truth.
You read my skin like scripture
And I still sing for you.

You came home late from somewhere,
Your alibi half-spun.
Said the city kept you longer,
But that story came undone.
I ain’t mad, I’m just tired of ghosts
And the way your eyes still roam.
But when your hands start reaching, baby,
Any doubt I had condones.

Baby, take your time with me,
Ride me slow and sweet.
Let’s talk in tongues ’til the neighbors wake,
And the angels lose their sleep.
This ain’t forgiveness, baby,
This is fire and blues and truth.
You read my skin like scripture
And I still sing for you.

We got sirens out our windows,
And smoke in every word.
Our bodies crack, old vinyl records —
Scratched but still can be heard.
The streetlights lean in listening,
To hear how bruised hearts mend.
We trade our hurt for rhythm,
While you take my breath again.

So lay me down, don’t speak a thing,
Let rhythm have its say.
We’ll make our peace with sweat and sound,
And find our prayer that way.
This ain’t redemption, honey,
It’s a promise tried and true.
You read my skin like scripture
And I still sing for you.

I Still Sing for You

Feeling Fine (Acoustic)

Right There

Written by Effee & Jon Santana 
Produced by Jon Santana
Mixed by Jon Santana
Mastered by Moses

Anymore (stripped)

Dylan Rockoff