In time I ll find why everyone out there
In the painted sun
Has already found their root...they ve found home
And I m tired of beating every drum
For old friends that never come
Went looking for them once...and found none
I m so unwound
And I know in my own way
I m breaking down without screaming out loud
I m facing up and reaching out
In the end I ll come around so shut your mouth
Cuz I can t stand or yell out...
Tell everyone I m numb
Here lies the former undisturbed
A bit high and a candle burns
It s goin all south...it s all gone
A red face that hides in nervous hands
Once a better friend than an enemy
Will I make another run...or am I done
Someday I ll line up everyone out there
In a late day sun
For one deep and final breath...
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