Cricket and clover, Lyrics
By Ryan Ross of Panic! At the Disco, in between ‘a fever you can’t sweat out’ and 'Pretty. Odd.’
From Cricket and Clover: (also known as the 'cabin album’ )
I have crickets living with me
Little chirping limbs are moaning
Me to see you can’t be lonely
When crickets live inside your clothing
Crickets living in my coat sleeves
Little chirping limbs are croaking
Me to see I must be lucky
To have you be the one
Who loves me
I suppose if there was no reason
It wouldn’t be my coat they sing in
Because crickets hold me intent
Of being loved of being lucky
And I am both from what you’ve shown
So fraction fingers if I am truly
Made of one million glowing constellations
Then I think I owe it to you to be every hallucination you see in me
You see in me
Thank a feather fingers for believing there is more out here
Than what we’re seeing that there is more then just a canvas ceiling
Hanging above our heads with no meaning
For reminding me the sun will come
Just when we think it has given up
And that it truly is enough to be alive and be in love
For being the reason the birds keep singing and for being what the Sky’s been needing what you see in me are just hallucinations
I know it’s you who are the glowing constellations
I’m only reflecting your perfections
I know I’m lucky feather fingers.
I feel as if I’m a Figurine.
I feel like something on strings, posed by love fragile fingers and possessed by a frantic fluttering in my chest.
I am renewed
I am not of rags or of scraps.
Pristine…
I am something velveteen.
The charcoal clouds have finally finished spitting on me
Concentrating instead on painting a
Faithful portrait splashed across
The canvas of The wine read heavens
You are draped across a vast daffodil cream.
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Me and my friend spent a hour figuring out the lyrics from the original sheets, finally having it in writing, we hope you enjoy and spread it around!
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