And The headlights flashin
here i am wrapped in tin foil again
charcoal paper on the ground
trying to fit the cardboard back together
all the pieces of you lauphin at me.
I show a demonstration of kindness
inappropriate maybe
but are you ever comin home
they brought me here to find you
I told'em i didn't know
pressure great
when you were awake
My hands keep turnin
same face keeps comin back
words all run together
I can't find the story i need
inappropriate maybe.
but are you ever comin home
theybrought me here to find you
I told'em i didn't know
now i point to the ground
and all the flowers around
