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isabell littell - mind museum كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1]
transfixed by your voice in an illuminating encounter
pages softly turning as i stand before you encaptured
he captivates me with these stunning stories about a few brothers from another chapter and i want you to be that one lovely message in my voicemail

[pre chorus]
you burnt down the hour in late february
i’ve dedicated a beautiful daydream to you

[chorus]
i found a timeline in your words
now i’m strolling through your mind museum
you’re striking me as ageless and timeless
your words are so inviting
now i’m asking small talk questions like
“what do you like to read? or do you prefer movies?”
he answers warmly
i love your collection of memories
let’s change the dialogue
direct it onto something infatuating
i love how you think and the grace the falls from your lips
meet me in your mind museum
what are your wildest dreams?
do you take cream in your coffee?
meet me in your mind museum
[verse 2]
he leans on the frame processing an attachment to my name
we’re writing a fascinating script, ours is unwritten but i have romantic composition filled with stunning stories
i want our love to be so great it’s in a museum or ruin

[pre chorus]
you love the work you do and the place that you live
god, what’s not to love?
you could be happy anywhere when you’re a man like this

[chorus]
do you and your mom get along?
what bad habit do you keep when you don’t have control?
do you like thunder storms?
where do you refer to as home?
what have you and heartbreak been through?
meet me in your mind museum
i love how you think and the grace that falls from your lips
were your best years your coming of age?
did you go to college or did you take on your own education?
do you keep things once they’re broken?
do you have time for those you love, yourself, or others?
what kind of person are you when the protests start and the lovers march? where are you?

[bridge]
everywhere is his destination
he remarks my interlocked hands as he talks about going to the train station
i wonder if he knows how to dance
he navigates me and i find myself falling in love with all the wonder in him
your mind is beautiful
the kindness you give
the postcards you send attached to polaroids of the city you’re in writing, “wish you were here, my love”
before you, i would have rather been alone
he is a 6 hour flight, the kind where you never get tired cause the heights are so enticing
we met miles away in different styles of change but the portrait you’ve made has decorated my pain into a mosaic
i love the way you’ve painted me the best version of myself i’ve ever seen
oh i believe in this
oh i believe in us
[outro]
is your footprint a legacy or just another stain in the sand washed away by waves and broken plans?
do you go after dreams or people?
do you see yourself as above or equal?
have your nightmares been broken?
have your daydreams awoken?
he kisses me quietly
we met in the art museum, so meet me hand in hand
be my muse, be my man
what is the religion you really implement?
do you people in the starts alignment that i believe led us to this?
oh to this

- isabell littell

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