Testo Close Enough Eliza Magill
Forty-first minute, sixteenth hourThe milk you left outâs turned sweet and sour
Itâs all over (all over me)
And itâs potent like the first time we believed
Things got jumbled; ebony seemed ivory
You see, I wonât be whistling your tunes anymore
But theyâll be lapping round and round and round my head
You made the first move
I love that you made the first move but
Close to being close is not enough
To keep me bright when my bones are rattled bare
I canât ask you to keep on, but if
You turn full circle you might see me standing there
If somewhere thereâs a place aside
Where truth and dreams collide
Maybe theyâve run out of tickets for two
Sometimes dreams seemed better company than you (sorry)
Half complete in my cocoon (a bit too soon)
So Iâll wait for dangerous days
Comfortâs not the path to safety in the end
Weâre going places
I love that youâre going places without me, cause
Close to being close is not enough
To keep me bright when my bones are rattled bare
I canât ask you to keep on, but if
You turn full circle you might see me standing there
Iâm pressing down fingers and fists all at once
The problem is Iâm slamming down fingers and fists all at once
And this is no piano; this is no piano
You made the first move
I love that you made the first move⦠but
Close to being close is not enough
To keep me bright when my bones are rattled bare
I canât ask you to keep on
Close isnât close enough
To keep me bright, to keep you bright
I donât want you to go on, so if
You turn full circle you wonât see me standing there