Deep Green
Baird Acheson, Gabriel Acheson
The bills are paid, the walls are painted
Cross your t's and thread the eyes
And when you stop the world keeps turning
Like the wheels in your mind
Maybe I could slip away with you
So far from sunny skies
Deep green, you feel the air before the storm,
But I don't mind the rain at all, no, I don't mind
You cut my hair in your apartment,
Steady-handed, even sides
Afraid to fly, the fear of falling
Am I enough to change your mind?
Maybe I could slip away with you
So far from sunny skies
Deep green, you feel the air before the storm,
But I don't mind the rain at all, no, I don't mind