Fall down
Marigold
Fall sounds of rain
Why can't I go
Those days when spokes wound baseball cards tear hear them roar
And faster still those boards which let fly souls
Honeys**le walk right afternoon time dies
Wish for sometime soon
I'll work it out
My way
So many faces
So lost
Why can't I go back when this mess was not made
Forever turns out just the same as two months
That rages on then after