Your Dog Lyrics

Without your blue

These green leaves turn to orange

Thanks to her yellow and my red

Every dream

We're on the same dark street

I'm standing here and you're dead

I might replace you

But I could never replace your dog

I'm sorry if I gave you hope

That there would be an epilogue

Since I've been gone

I know it's not my fault

That you imagined this afterlife

So disparate from mine

You were living in a fantasy

And never listened to my warnings

It's about damn time

I might replace you

But I could never replace your dog

I'm sorry if I gave you hope

That there would be an epilogue

The power of the sun

In the palm of my hand

Why do the end's of my affinity's

Have to be so god damn cinematically planned

So so planned