Never found our way out again cause to trace the blood trails more than I can bear This is my spring, I finally fixed the car Floored out of here, Ill find out who my friends are The ones waiting tomorrow morning, I push this away so hard This is my spring, fixed the car today I wish I were lighter, the weariness weighs too heavily on me This is my spring still cold enough for snow From planes tracing seams cross sky overhead Seed the soil left to fallow too long From pamphlets proclaim falls finally dead The steering wheel never mine to turn And now it turns on any tangent but around Thats something you still have to learn With the muffler of my memory moved, Im spared the sound Never found our way out again cause to trace that blood trails more than I can bear From planes tracing seams cross sky overhead Seed the soil left to fallow too long From pamphlets proclaim falls finally dead Just like growing up! So much like growing up Falling becomes fallen and buried alive But buoyancy keeps it up Survive Keeps it alive!
pamphlet, fallow, tracing, spring, overhead