Home After Three Months Away

I remember when you thought you found God Painted a cross on your forehead And wandered around the back yard like a saint Or a shepherd tending to his flock The irony is not lost on me And for all your newfound love You still seem like a bastard Then

Will I let twenty find me so guarded Lettered and documented By meticulous word choice and closed lips To read like all things bear this purpose or romance And I am still trying to learn how Time is a gift as much as it is a burden 专辑:Home After Thre

Your bobby pinned your auburn hair back As we crossed over the Washington state line In my grandfather's car We were fleeing the scene of a California coastline Where we buried our dreams among the gridlock and concrete Barefoot we pulled around and