Golden Brown Sugar

Stormy eyes as ash, golden brown sugar
Her temper, her joy
Is upside down
And I had

A smug of sound
And wavy walks shimmer
All leaves that she greets
Are upside down

And I had an idea of how it would be
But now I see
All her red-stained hair

It keeps coming
'Cause there is a shore
Out of softness

Red room of hearts
Out there to collect, dreamy
She cradles and searches
When upside down
And I had

Stormy eyes as ash, golden brown sugar
In corners she hums
While upsidе down

And I had an idea of how it would be
And now I see
All her rеd-stained hair

It keeps coming
'Cause there is a shore
Out of softness
It keeps coming
'Cause there is a shore
Out of softness
There is a shore
Out of softness