Speaking of the End - Lapsley

If sincerity was on your mind

A couple of showers wouldn’t kilter my balance

Memories fall like drops of rain

Pours in the summer and freezes me by the end

Oh, the fragility, my valentine has opened up new doors

Trajected a new course

Happiness grows like ivy walls, ink on the paper

Oh, he just gives me more

Speaking of the end

I’m running a new race

Speaking of the end

I’ve sculpted a new face

Oh, the fragility, my valentine

Oh, the fragility, my valentine

Speaking of the end

There’s a graph I read inside my head

Peaks and the furrows, direction of arrows

And your line is fading into air

Now I found a mountain, a solid incline

And he guides me up the rock face

Feet in his footsteps, my hand in his palm and

I see colour in the art again

Different perspective, different perspective

Speaking of the end

I’m running a new race

Speaking of the end

I’ve sculpted a new face

Oh, the fragility, my valentine

Oh, the fragility, my valentine

Speaking of the end

Speaking of the end

I’m running a new race

Speaking of the end

I’ve sculpted a new face

Oh, the fragility, my valentine

Oh, the fragility, my valentine

Speaking of the end