I was looking out my window about ten seconds ago wondering how to start
My eyes are focused on nothing at all and nothing in my heart
I might have drooled if a white bird hadn’t caught my gaze
That’s what it’s like when you’re in an empty phase
I saw a girl closing a bakery alone
She had a broom and an apron on
And her hair up and all the chairs were up
She looked at me through the cafe window
And I looked at her through the tram window
And somehow somewhere in between, I fell in love with a broken dream
Whispers of beauty, I barely heard and barely seen
I saw a cloud of every hue expanding like the delicate breath of God across the
water
That’s what delicate God breaths do
I think it was oil cause it was in a puddle
Cause omniscient beings wouldn’t choose to live in the gutter
And omnifident ones won’t just get up and walk away
And if it was me I’d get up and walk right into your cafe and I’d scream
Somewhere in between, I fell in love with a broken dream
Whispers of beauty
I fell in love and barely seen, alright