Tristan Prettyman Follow

These tears stain the wood

Like cups and condensation

I am bound to you

I cannot break the situation

He’s every subject

Of every song

Like the wind carries

He moves me along

And the shadows I can’t run from

They won’t let me go

He’s the ending of a story

That I’ll never know

He’s electric

Can’t forget it

Yeah he’s electric

Don’t forget it

Sometimes he fills me up

Sometimes it’s such a shock

This is more than I bargained for

More than I would have bought

You still look at me

With well acquainted eyes

As the memories come flooding back

In a field of butterflies

It’s electric

Don’t forget

Yeah it’s electric

I can’t forget it

I know there’s hope in there

But I wanna walk away

He’s says it’s bright in there

Even in lighter shades of grey

And though it looks like rain

I’m not gonna cry

As the seasons are changing

In your heart

So will I

I will fly

Electric

Oh yes the seasons are changing

Ohh yes the seasons are changing

I’m burning up

I’m burning up

I’m electric