Kale Lyrics

I miss you

Broken glass jars of jelly jam

To get through breakfast

Sticky cottons on an unmade bed

Plastics will last forever

Isn't that a lullaby

Brown sugar, cinnamon

A matchbox hiding place

Wipe the poor tears on my sleeve

Learn to leave it up to me

I put you in a jacket and your brown shoes

Practice speaking normally, I can't handle it

Can't we just put it away? But now I can't handle it