Kindest Eyes by The Peer Council Lyrics

I looked down at you in a dream
In hindsight you were not you, and I was not me
As your hands reached high
Above your head to touch my face
I caught a knot forming in my frame
That is when you cleaned the slate

The grey of June came early, awake on your first day
The morning held a quiet haze
There were anxious threads of joy
There were joyful threads of angst
Sewn right into every vein

So soon you’ll call these arms home
Soon we’ll hear your song
And gaze into the kindest eyes I’ve dreamt of along

I know you heard my first thought
“I am new to you, but you are not new to me”
Soon your skin will burn of summer
Call into knots of every tree
Stare into the sycamores lined along San Roque creek