February 2009
..I believe in change, do you.. Down at the court house they're ringin' the flag down Long black line of cars snakin' slow through town Red sheets snappin' on the line With this ring will you b
the sadness in the wait of change will no much longer stand place I give to you myself expecting a tantamount engage
I would dig a thousand holes to lay next to you I would dig a thousand more if I needed to I look around the grave for an escape route of old routines There doesnt seem to be any other way Cause Ive
Listen here, try me out, Can you understand a word that I say ? Life will never turn out the way you want it. Working hard like a slave, cause you chose to take the honest way Why does the wind always