In my head, inside my dreams
Under my hand as no
There's nothing to say but she came and then she
Holding out for a signal to come
Solution found should appease
I keep looking back for clues
They're all mine
I keep pulling
Tell me when does your justice start?
What you say and
Oh Jesus Christ, what name do You go by now
For
And you'll be there to break my fall
To reassure my
Far may you run from what you know
Sermons homespun before
(Bernhard Fanning)When you are setto throw in your handwhen you
Yeah, you got knee high boots to hide focaccia fruit
You
Sea uprising takes me in
The crimes I'm fighting break my
If I had no friends, I'd have no one to
Run little rabbit, cant break the habbit for none
Shapes like
Fragile little thing go lightly on the wing
Don't be put
Don't go too deep into the flood
Don't stare too long,
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