"Past The Bushes Cypress Thriving" lyrics - LANA DEL REY
[Stanza 1:]
I saw you in the mirror
You were wearing your hair differently
Carrying the air differently
You said you wear your hair long parted in the middle
Long in solidarity just like all his women
[Stanza 2:]
In Long Beach
[Stanza 3:]
Aimless
[Stanza 4:]
Your fingers wiping oil on the paper with precision
With decision like an artist never seen yet with a vision
[Stanza 5:]
With a reason
Stared with venom at the ceiling
Not the grass
But straight ahead
Just At the skyline
With precision
Laser vision
[Stanza 6:]
Time was stopping
Moving through u.
You dictated
By what moved you
[Stanza 7:]
Only moving never thinking
[Stanza 8:]
Match the sun that's slowly sinking
At the height of the afternoon
In the heat of the summer evening
Like a phoenix like a chem trail like a wavelength No
One's claiming
[Stanza 9:]
Georgia o Keefe
Georgia peaches
Doing nothing but your painting
For forever
Forget teachers
Forgive him for ever leaving
[Stanza 10:]
Love is rising
No resisting
Cheeks are flushing
Now you're living
[Stanza 11:]
Say goodbye now
No resisting
Live your life like
No one's listening
[Stanza 12:]
Be the art the life is breathing
Be the soul the world is living.
[Stanza 13:]
For you only
Not for giving
Just for taking
No ones listening
[Stanza 14:]
At the end of the Lime and 10th street down the road that's green
And winding
Pass the bushes cypress thriving past the chain
Link fence
And driving
Further down the road less travelled
There you are athleisure wear unraveled
Now I see you clear
[Stanza 15:]
Standing stoic blue and denim
Eyes not blue but clear like
Heaven
[Stanza 16:]
You don't want to be forgotten
[Stanza 17:]
You just want to disappear
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