Window
By the window in me
I climb up to be astounded
By the window of the sea
I climb up, I may have found it
But I was lost, I was bored
By the thought of wanting more
I was lost, I was bored
By the thought of wanting more
I demand you
Be here with me, a light in the quiet of the morning
Be here with me, alive in the quiet of the morning
Writer/s: Molly Erin Sarle, Alexandra Sauser-Monnig, Amelia Meath
