Matt Pence - Filled With a Falcon's Dreams lyrics

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Matt Pence - Filled With a Falcon's Dreams lyrics

Her pretty, young head Filled with a falcon's dreams A fresh, clean bed A baller like she always seemed And innocence gets thin Trouble's got its way of sneaking in A Galaga sky Sewn with a thousand seams Supper it cools But the stillness ceases to be An ordinary scene... A habit's got its way of being so keen Lucius calls It's the same with Timmy and Steve An empty bed Burning it like she pleases But time has got its way And the trouble has got its teeth And they are sinking in