Texty: A Punch Of Pacifist. Daylightfolds.

Daylight folds

Daylight folds like a paper airplane
I?m wanting everything to change
That has always stayed the same

Those things that hurt can?t seem to change
Tho one starlit night they did go away
All I know is I want you
And I know it?s going to hurt


A star-lit night a piece of heaven
A pale feeling I vaguely remember I lost

Tho it?s sad I must be so wary
This part of me I thought I buried
I know I want you
And I know it?s going to hurt