Glitter Bomb

from Growing Pains by Courtney Swain

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Red and white ribbons
Tied up on highways
Birds of a feather flock home
As the moon hangs thin
Like an eyelash dropped from the sky

Swimming in a snow angel
Of fresh white lies
Steeping my words in a glass of champagne
So, where to cold-hearted people go for the holidays

If you're not riding reindeer, hanging off a mist of smoke
Well, I hope you're having some fun
I decided late last night that I'd rather be alone
If I can't be with you, I'd rather be alone

All I want this year is an aching heart
I'll be content just to know that it could beat so hard

If you're not waiting, bated breathing by the telephone
Well, I hope at least you're having some fun
I decided late last night that I'd rather be alone
If I can't be with you, I'd rather be alone

If I can't look you straight into your eyes
Please know there's something inside
Underneath the frills and bows
And talking 'bout the weather and the wars
Tomorrow we'll slip back into being strangers
Thoughts stashed deep in journals
I just want to burst my heart wide open
Glitter bomb your quiet eyes

But no, I'll just be alone
If I can't be with you, I'll just be alone
If I can't be with you, I'd rather be alone

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from Growing Pains, released November 10, 2017

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Courtney Swain Providence, Rhode Island

“A gorgeous blend of overwhelming vocal talent, modern keyboard techniques, and contemporary sophistication.”
— New England Noise

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