Lions Mane

G run like a race for family when you hear like you’re alone Em the rusted gears of morning to faceless busy phones C we gladly run in circles D but the shape we’re meant to make G is gone G love is a tired symphony you hum when you awake Em love is a crying baby mama warned you not to shake C love is the best sensation D G hiding in the lion’s mane G so i’ll clear the road , the gravel and the thorn bush in your path Em burn the scented oil that i’ll drip into your bath C the water’s there to warm you D and the earth is warmer when G you laugh . G love is a scene i render when you catch me wide awake Em love’s a dream you enter though i shake and shake and shake you C love is the best endeavor waiting D G in the lion’s mane