Go where they haven't yet gone
Listen to the song that is still unheard
Blue ridge branches shadowing your eyes
When you walk towards the ocean
Forgetfulness
Sits down next to her on the bus
It blows on her eyes
The smell reminds her of rye
And we
We have come here by mistake
We, we have come here by mistake
How do we, how do we
How do we, how do we
How do we get out
Got to give what was never given
With heavy winds he stormed
Through our town
Mountain maker, take him with you
Who is going to live there now
She cut across the field to find
To find the land
Drawing transparent walls
Trying to make the angles how I think
You'd prefer them
It became stigmatic
Nothing was received on my end
I was in a back seat on your birthday
I wept, tucked in by lights
The hollow got me dancing
Thank you lion
And we
We have come here by mistake
We, we have come here by mistake
How do we, how do we
How do we, how do we
How do we get out
