weather everyday If you change your mind, that's ok, in my heaven Grandma's up here, Grandpa too In a condo with to-die-for views There's presidents and
found And I won't be coming 'round No, I'm an American on the Canadian shield And I'm putting down roots in your frozen fields It gets cold but you
It's a total lie that we're expected to believe There's no such thing as a level playing field And I've never been one much for dependency It's a fraud, your view
that'll be the choice I make I used to farm for a living And now I'm in the growing trade the summer beauty of the cotton field was like a view from
fear Still repeating his story to make ourselves clear A voice is unheard when it shouts from the hills Your king in his castle never died on these fields
Lookin In The only ground I ever owned, was sticking to my shoes Now I look out my front porch at this panoramic view I can sit and watch the fields
name was Travis, her's was Vanessa Two Texas kids from west of Odessa Young love and lust defy rational thinkin' They were hotter than an oil field on
ain't small It's a little of both they say Our ball club may be minor league but at least it's triple A We sit below the Marlboro man, above the right field
Today as I was walking In the fields just down the way I sat down on a fallen log To pass the time away And as I looked around me The more that I did
who has practiced I'm not a teacher yet you are still an apprentice My only fault is that I see this view You're not guilty, you're beyond your youth
? Is it him or me? Critic's is dissing me hard was this meant to be? The feeling I'm feeling is real, and it's stealing, the meaning to stay in this field
bitter elfin-bows Flaring chants of a nightspawn iris Candlelight fields in violet dew Spiritodes were onc so close Ashamed of mortal dreamless view
skogen Fra alle kanter synges det na Trollferd gjennom skogen Kom, ta i ring - og dansen vil ga hele natten [ENGLISH] She lifts her view to the moon
be safe safe safe Across the ocean Of sheer compromise There is no matrix Not even a guide The last wave of sanity Rolls over my frequency Skyline under water field
my mouth down to the pavement Sitting alone I see the girls In uniforms walking to school Rising to my feet now to get a better view Tiny pre-pube tits
time You will find your heaven Your god had closed his eyes Alone, free you are View, immortalized by the crave for what There is beyond the fields
they were your friends at all you frown you take a look around you shout this will never get better but the doubt that you grow when you feel desprouted turning your field
I am the everything the all knowing The omnipotent one I watch the fields I do not feel I circumnavigate everyone I am the scarecrow, alone and disconnected