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Messy Mind, Morning Coffee 1 by winnie

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Messy Mind, Morning Coffee 1 by winnie - Alternative R&B music cover art

Messy Mind, Morning Coffee 1

Alternative R&B

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Morning harmony — chip, blue mug. I've been making my hair go down slow,
Fingers traced, a curled, gentle tug. Screwing the stress or the memory hole,
Steam fogs the window, streetlight low. Drinking my tea, sipping the coffee slow.
A small prayer tucked under the rim — I live right in with God, I sleep on Him.
She won't be with me — her eyes are thin as smoke. I keep on praying,
I keep on holding hope, I don't wanna lose this day. Not all my days,
so I lace the morning with my quiet praise. Messy mind — you steal my sleep.
Messy mind — you steal my sleep. Messy mind — you steal my sleep.
Messy mind — you steal my sleep. I watch the brake lights fade down,
Running through my time like a worn-out train. You say you want it messy, leave a marker case.
She moves like a question, she ain't giving me straight. The scent of coffee, the hum of dawn,
Her shadow on the door still makes my calm feel wrong. I don't know what to do,
I don't know what to say, But she's making me go crazy in her best and worst way.
She won't be with me, truth tucked in a crack. I keep on praying,
keep coming back, I don't wanna lose this day. Not all my days,
I live right in with God, finding softer ways. Messy mind — you steal my sleep.
Messy mind — you steal my sleep. Messy mind — you steal my sleep.
Messy mind — you steal my sleep.
There's a bird of hair on my thumb, a small bright sting.
The hum of yawning radio, a cheap love song to sing.
I stand at the doorway, hands wrapped round a comfy sign. If I chase a gust, I'll earn a drink
of truth. I crave a warmth, but I crave the light more. So I fold my wrestles,
falling into the work of the fraud. If grace is a compass, I'll let her set my pace.
Less fun in a way, more coming home to this place.
Messy mind — you steal my sleep. Messy mind — you steal my sleep.
Messy mind — you steal my sleep. Messy mind — you steal my sleep.
Making my hair go down slow in the morning glow. Drinking my tea, sipping the coffee slow.
I live right in with God, that steady, quiet king. And even with a messy mind, I learn again to sleep.
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