you are the last of all the rosies he was the weight and all that's worth your eyes are those of a traveler sucking the marrow from the earth
tried to run over; it ran over you strong is a word you called the few in the midst of a list you wrote struck by the hues
you know so well we've been spinning stories that just won't sell cause you're stuck in time you can't change your mind it's been left behind you know so well that everything goes to hell
the roof grew lazier, remember? the moans it groaned would tuck you in when you awoke the sky was over on hands and knees you lived again
can't tell a lie if i look in your eye all these years have passed you by want just to laugh but i can't help but cry