In the woods up on the rocks
With your cameraman
You're both stopped inside a clock
With your doberman
This picture that I have
In this picture that I have
In a cul de sac we grew
Around the blocks like trees
Maple, elm, and blues, I knew
And studied to appease
At the school they bring you down
At the school they bring you down
Maybe that's just what you get
In a little town
You put a brush inside my hand
And color on the hair
Went to deserts where the air
I was able to withstand
And you brought me to this song
And these strings I brim along
Maybe that's just what you get
In a little town
Maybe that's just what you get
In a little town
It's hard to see the years progress
Tied to our bodies
You are nowhere, can't relax
Within your surroundings
In this picture that I found
You are standing on the ground
Maybe that's just what you get
In a little town
Maybe that's just what you get
In a little town
Maybe that's just what you get
In a little town
