Maybe I don’t wanna make it all good

Maybe I don’t really think that we would or should or could

Blue eyes sprites & Ithaca skies

Dusk upon your cinnamon eyes

Wrap my arms around your belly tell me lies, tell me lies, tell me lies

Maybe I don’t wanna make it alright

Ithaca

Ithaca

Ithaca

There is no place for you & I

No hidden face to recognize

I knew it before

I couldn’t look you in the eye

You could have said it first

But you don’t got the nerve

You don’t got the gall

You do not deserve

You could have said it first even if it hurts

I knew it before

I couldn’t look you in the eye

You could have said it first but you don’t got the nerve

You don’t got the gall

We do not deserve

You could have said it first

Even if it hurt I knew it before

I couldn’t look you in the eye

You could have said it first

Even if it hurts

I knew it before

I couldn’t look you in the eye

Ithaca

Ithaca