there's a hole inside of you
it's not the same
no, it's not the same
as when we were young there's a hole inside of you
i see into
but this won't be
the one for you. there's a hole inside of you
and coming through
a hundred scenes
i stopped for you and i look down like an airplane
at the houses
that forgave us,
all the roads we connected
caught us up in
racing nowhere
at best we made a circle
but pickup sticks
they all became us
theres the colors...