Nana Grizol - Not The Night Wind lyrics

Morning breeze comes blowing in as
Pressure starts to fade
Me I wake up early now,  I know it's a cliche
Oh, but you'll never find me sleeping at
The end of any day
It's far too much to find my
Primed imagination
It wonders through the night despite
My petty protestation
But, you'll never know I won't disclose
The worried state I'm in
I do so value my composure
It's unclear where to begin
Between the headlines read and endless
Dread or anxious moments when
I just interpret with the best
Faith that I can
But uncertainty unwelcome always comes to
Foil my carefullest laid plans
There are things we didn't ever
Used to talk about
The excitement in the evening just
Before the stars came out
Like the rustling in the shadows in the park
Like how we wandered off alone to find
What we feel in the dark
Like how it doesn't just get
Easy 'cause you start

With your head laid on the shoulder
Of some boy you barely knew
Your unsleeping mind meandered
Through the things you did and didn't do
And certain in the morning you'd
Remember it was true
And on the wings of it you
Flew into the next town
For the next few days you smiled and
Said you're glad you came around
Oh, but the blowback's never easy when
You're not sure what it means
The flip side of euphoria is
Still this mess it seems
And when you found a path less traveled
Doubt just climbed inside your dream
There's always something saying
You're not obeying
Some central laid out principles of being

I wanna say we are a people
Ever aching from self doubt
Not that it's so unique it's just
A thing to think about
I mean our parents model
Virtues of the workplace, of the house
But not the night wind, not the road
And not the family we find out in the cold
Not to be tender hearted sending
Art via youthfulness when old

And you wonder what it meant
To be politically queer
So when I'm lost within my longing
Is it politics I hear?
Oh but the way you felt so strong
Among the ones you held so dear
It wasn't home
It's someplace that you could believe in
Now the rents are rising and
Your closest friends are leaving
Oh but there are things we didn't
Ever used to talk about
Like how pretenses and purity just
Drenched us in self doubt
Like how we arrive imperfect as we are
Like how the night wind felt more
Changeable than cold and distant stars
Like how sometimes it just all
Still seems so far