Lyrics Slightly South and Very West - Eliza Grace

Slightly South and Very West

And one day, we might think with ourselves
And make our heaven, hell
Saturated in a pallet that we’ll 'learn to love again'
And I can’t move time or space
And all my dreams lay stuck in the doorframe
That I tried to sleepwalk my way through
Instead of running away with you
It’s quiet here when we shut the car doors
And only then do we pretend that we’re not wanting for anything
I’m slightly south, and very west
And I want you to know that I’m alive right now
And that feeling sorry was the last thing on our list
I’m slightly south, and very west
Straight from the lines in my hands
I write the second best song in the world
And it doesn’t change anyone or anything at all
And born from the same thoughts
I get shivers that form plots
And I become the kindred that swallowed me whole as a kid
It’s quiet here when we shut the car doors
And only then do we pretend that we’re not wanting for anything
I’m slightly south, and very west
And I want you to know that I’m alive right now
And that feeling sorry was the last thing on our list
I’m slightly south, and very west
With good vibes and gas station coffee
With good riddance and even better company
Where our hopes never die
Where you can look them in the eye
We burn our fire with sweet saudade
And everything glows green with the stop lights
And everything unfreezes like black ice
And all the bridges we burn are paved with pixie dust
And the whole damn world sings back with us
And that feeling sorry was the last thing on my list
I’m slightly south, and very west