Part of the talking got
stuck in my mind
Is a board to road
Two hours later back
in my neighbourhood
where
Everything just stole
It still looks the same
they remember my name
Stepped it in for a cup full
Is big city manner used
to rumble with him
Back in high school
The slow cruel hands
of time
TURN INTO A ULTIME
LOVER OR MORE
Piece on the ride you
can stop for a while
To look out for a policeman
There's no street nails
Only free buildings and
one of them fakin
Is taking all day
The pack's feeling heavy
and soon enough
Backwards down the
mountain the axel is brow
Fall into a long drive
The sky is in the yard
Stream cot candy in the fall
Slow card the hard to fall
So long times I don't
I've gone this so long
Something I hardly know
Slow gone
Finally up the pieces
disrrupted and the
birds fly
Trapped for a moment
The sheriff's department
got the wrong guy
The town is revealed
the lone
Visible winds through
the fog
This slow cruel hands
of time turning you back
into a child
Part of the talking got
stuck in my mind
Is a board to road
Two hours later back
in my neighbourhood
where
Everything just stole
It still looks the same
they remember my name
Stepped it in for a cup full
Is big city manner used
to rumble with him
Back in high school
The slow cruel hands
of time
TURN INTO A ULTIME
LOVER OR MORE
Piece on the ride you
can stop for a while
To look out for a policeman
There's no street nails
Only free buildings and
one of them fakin
Is taking all day
The pack's feeling heavy
and soon enough
Backwards down the
mountain the axel is brow
Fall into a long drive
The sky is in the yard
Stream cot candy in the fall
Slow card the hard to fall
So long times I don't
I've gone this so long
Something I hardly know
Slow gone
Finally up the pieces
disrrupted and the
birds fly
Trapped for a moment
The sheriff's department
got the wrong guy
The town is revealed
the lone
Visible winds through
the fog
This slow cruel hands
of time turning you back
into a child
Part of the talking got
stuck in my mind
Is a board to road
Two hours later back
in my neighbourhood
where
Everything just stole
It still looks the same
they remember my name
Stepped it in for a cup full
Is big city manner used
to rumble with him
Back in high school
The slow cruel hands
of time
TURN INTO A ULTIME
LOVER OR MORE
Piece on the ride you
can stop for a while
To look out for a policeman
There's no street nails
Only free buildings and
one of them fakin
Is taking all day
The pack's feeling heavy
and soon enough
Backwards down the
mountain the axel is brow
Fall into a long drive
The sky is in the yard
Stream cot candy in the fall
Slow card the hard to fall
So long times I don't
I've gone this so long
Something I hardly know
Slow gone
Finally up the pieces
disrrupted and the
birds fly
Trapped for a moment
The sheriff's department
got the wrong guy
The town is revealed
the lone
Visible winds through
the fog
This slow cruel hands
of time turning you back
into a child