All these places part of me It fills me up and swallows me My emotions wrapped in vines Are reaching for the sun that shines Oh, I must say I adore you
You can always tell cause you know me well With my pupils wide I'm under casted spell I paint a picture for miles And hang it on the wall So if my memory
And I, I was up past the dawn. Spots of twilight gone. I've been hounded by the wounds that with speak, and spittle bitter tongue. Things eclipsing
I could be so happy if I just quit being sad I could be so funny if I just quit being a drag I could be so sweet if I just quit being sour I could do
well, sometimes I feel old can't do the things I used to 'cause I feel old sometimes I feel old (4x) can't do the things I used to 'cause I feel old
Early in the morning I woke up out of bed All my thoughts come running back, running through my head Of how you want to debate everything you hear And
Sometimes I feel a little bit gray in the autumn Gray in the autumn But I'm looking at things in a new way sitting in my skin I'm getting up again I
high as you can Things will work out soon, things will come round again Hold your head high, just as high as you can Things will work out soon, things will
Oh, I want to go to a place we?ve never been Been down for a while - we?re coming up to the surface I swallowed a dragonfly with hopes that it
When my maker was in denial I did what I had to do Then we changed out form of contact To get through Evoltion forces you froward changes The way you
I am coming to the end of this road My cursed hands they are worn and swollen For a long time I've been carrying this load now I'm resting my arms and
Oh nothing seems the same I'm trying to maintain Spinning round like a hurricane I don't want to remain I don't want to fall into Into the wicked sun
to be someone who does not take everything so seriously I want to laugh and joke and have a smoke and have a good time and join an institution that will
I could be so happy if I just quit being sad I could be so funny If I just quit being a drag I could be so sweet if I just quit being sour I could do
most of my life I've spent up in the air waiting for time to come down and now my virtue is well past its curfew I've got to get out of this town madness
I'm going through phases filled with mazes uninspired I got a lot of things ahead on my way through the struggle, pass or fail on my brain This is what will
my time gonna do things just right i'm gonna carry on ohohhh ohohhhm.. oh my head's always been filled with worry and i think it apart and it will always
For every calm there is a storm But it is often out of view It changes paths it changes forms Just like our souls Like they often do Broke the calm, strain
