Her eyes are uncontrollable
As the wind sings its song...
The laughing crackle of the burning takes me away...
As I travel past the combustion of...
The world stops yet I continue to walk,
down a familiar street...
He asked me for my digits, and I said no, I lost my phone! |
Stones taught me to fly. Love taught me to lie. Life taught me to die. So courage teach me to be shy! |