curiosity. Ebbing and flowing, and pushed by a breeze. I live to make you free. I live to make you free. But you can set sail to the west, if you want to. And
after isn't enough and I swear I'm gonna cry. I'm sick of tryin' to be tough. And my blood won't stick To the confines of my veins. And your heart Is
probe curiosity ebbing and flowing and pushed by a breeze I live to make you free I live to make you free but you can set sail to the west if you want to and
wider and winter lends them a dead disguise Now time- like an ocean knows tide - like a notion to toss about the house and lose inside the couch And
worry you write the words down but it's a fool's game and your game face is shameful rise youngs sun you're a tireless one and you'll be back, burning
to the people who raised me and glide through life without a meaning on trails torn up between clouds and turf i've wished for you for what it's worth and
breaks my heart how can you be so impartial? (chorus) and I've made myself the fool who's fallen for you so let me down softly this time and I wont have
To the hills we go bring all of your fog and smoke bring all the friends you know to the hills we go to the fall we blow goodbye kisses, bid winter hello
you i've been set on you what a tragedy it'd be if you and me weren't happy if you've been tellin all the tall tales end to end since the day that we met and
I had a dream, it was lasting it lasted the whole day i dreamt you had left me and when i woke the mirror said to me maybe it's true, it could be true
habit - they don't help the nights are crazy and when i try to sleep all i see is grinding teeth and soft skin you're biting into my mess and i bask
a slow day and i'll play guitar til the day goes away trying to write a song that says i love you trying to let you know i do the dawn is bowing out and
Someday i'll toss all your presents and bury the letters left unsent cause it's bad to do what's easy just cause it's easy and i wanna do what pleases
away, these nights just aint the same you can watch me wisely but i'll turn on a dime you can try and surprise me but i've made up my mind and you've
Skin and your skinny feet it's about a sidewalk, about a subway, waking to sunsets It's been all of my wishes devised a dream and then lived it and I
? and Isabelle what can I do if his strong has make it hard to shove him away? and I know it's hard to picture it up here in your tobacco strewn back yard and
Big open land, you hold the weight of the air in your hands big open air, you feel the tickle of the trees on your chest why'd you go and waste it the
the clever one who said you made your bed now lie in it, die in it kiss the shit that hit the fan when you went and killed another man if you want it
