Look for me to climb fallen trees in yellow summer
Look
A worn old suitcase so what if it's broken,
I'm afraid of a sure thing of a change in
I could settle down then take it slow do the
Though the sign says "Monterey: forty light years from right
The fathers torment the one son it falls on across
To hesitate, to reel and stutter in a free fall
You held out and hurt yourself again did i not
i felt the break and roll of the nexus on
We never thought that you were gone until we turned