Testi:
Filmmaker

You told me things would work out for better or for worse Well hold your breath, we're not as air tight as we seem to be Yesterday i tried to be the

I had that same dream again, you know the one you were my co-star As we ask ourselves, how could we go wrong? Morning came with cold feet again As we

My father?s hands wore their way right through his gloves through thirty years of doubt and love, thirty years of drought and flood. Trussing grid rode

Noone here believes that the earth is round Their world ends at the edge of town The prairie burns last year's harvest clean And wheat fields become

you used to say we were alright you never say what you mean and i've been taking this alright you're taking this out on me you can play this at my funeral

I've turned this place inside out And upside-down Just for some answers Was i your anchor? I kept you tied down but i couldn't Save you from drowning

it's how you smile and gently say "tomorrow never comes" it gets me every time it makes me think that maybe i could wash my hands of all these fears

I told myself, you've got to shake this jealous thing It's the last thing you need I told myself, just drop this anti-trust act It is so self-defeating

Traduzione: Filmmaker. Air Tight.