Too time is spent on the dead All the places found us to live in his head Like the bones of a lover on a bed all the nothings that he never said
Mr. Motorcycle have missed his plane Thousand miles an [Incomprehensible] Could've been ugly, could've a shame him around by calling out his name
An young prince charming wrote the of love the words came from a place above And he flew it on the of a virgin love But knows what he was speaking of
It all around Some break free, some break Some get lost and some get Though I stand shaky ground I know it all around
Well, John, the liar, he talks He's 'cross the world and the seven seas He makes up places to go and to be I think that he made up me
Mississippi singers must've said it There ain't nothing worse emptiness You got an bottle and an empty chest more, always less
It all around break free, some break down Some get lost and some get Although I stand upon ground I know it all goes around,
Wake up, and there's a work to do The crop is getting and the chickens too get moving while the day is new I know you got left in you
I know it all around Some break free and some break get lost trying to get found Though I upon shaky ground I know it all goes
and round, and round and round Round and round, and and round Round and round, and and round and round, and round and round Round and round, and and round and round, and round and round