Breast weight like rock is soft   And the same boys know who's top   But the grass and wind at 3   22, it's more than free      Send it off and I'll send it back   Make a change and we'll smile at that   Desolation Peak's its name   Jack waits and still no flame      And it looks the same   But he makes no change   It's as hard and rare   Be a judge and care      Down to flatlands for another try   We can spin around the same old tree   Someone whispered if you check that page   You can check yourself and everyone you'd ever want to see      And we'll still play songs   And we'll say its wrong   There's a million sounds   And I love it