Misplaced - The Acorn

You’re the late night tussle

You’re the rumble in my room

It’s the mix of muscle

And the wind on the dunes

That makes me want you

If you wanted a well

Through the break and bramble

I could get caught in it

And make the least of your day

In my own way

Oh, I know, I know, I know

I know, I know, I know

I won’t be misplaced

No, I know, I know, I know

I won’t be misplaced

But if I leave the land a second too soon

Would you pull apart the dark and leave from the room

I called the wandering stars the wandering June

Later then around the dark I’d settle for moon

There’s no serve for prefix

That binds to your name

It gets my tongue tied, twisted

Like a snow fall in May

There’s just no way

Oh, I know, I know, I know

I know, I know, I know

I won’t be misplaced

No, I know, I know, I know

I won’t be misplaced