one too many, many trials
to satisfy our mile
but they don't run back, they run in
not do good
up the mountains
and the streams
leaked to the cabinet
or in between
i tell ya hard time's waiting 'round
and you are late
camberwald breaks (eric park)
i'll never be defined
by your words- they were not kind
they stay on the walls
stay up all night
they want to kid you little girls
until they feel alright
but i'm alright
my name is unknown
i have her
well outgrown
but i never had it
((scrambled))
and it feels the same-
"she grew up on a pedestal
i grew up by my old high school
well it's easy now for me
just like a candle won't never be
blown out by the wind
or the rain down the lane
there's no breaking my heart
you can nail it to the floor
finally found how to use it
but i didn't shoot it very far"
