Better Weather

Dearest forgetful
Here are my guilty hands
And you take them across your eyes
They help you remember.

This is not a dream
Could it get any better?
We'll wait out the winter nights
And laugh along with the better weather.

And we'll forever be in disguise
We're pushing back in the shadows
To help us realize
And we'll forever be in disguise
We're pushing back in the shadows
To help us realize

My science is the answer
You both can play a part in my game.
On chaos, chaos, chaos, chaos, chaos rain
On chaos, chaos, chaos, chaos, chaos rain.

I've been making meadows
I've been making meadows in the sky
In the sky.

With the seeds from your eyes
From your eyes.

Dearest forgetful
Here are my guilty hands
Take them across your eyes
So you can remember.

This is not a dream
Could it get any better?
We'll wait out the winter nights
And laugh along with the better weather.