Maps - Kid Conventional
I wrote you a letter and it said
By the time you read this my dream was allowed
Be tight
Carry it away upon your head
It's how the light her red
I leave my first prince in the sound
Prepare the morning that will be swept away
By the turning of the cloud kinds
I will be normal cry and stand
Now I'm standing on a cliff listening for an answer
Is this everything that raise oh raise that something after
Guess that's another around us
I am not dusting to find
I wonder where the river flows
Probably your way to the same place all the time girls
Not forgot this engine beneath my turns
It's time to head the roll
To look for all I can't find
I ask directions believe to the the blind leading the blind
The maps lie or lean in our minds
And yours is different from mine
Now I'm standing on a cliff listening for an answer
Is this everything that raise oh raise that something after
Guess that's another around us
I am no dusting to find
You are my dream catcher
You kept my hearts I find my fears I've been
You are my dream catcher
You kept my hearts I find my fears I've been
You are my dream catcher
You kept my hearts I find my fears I've been
You are my dream catcher
You kept my hearts I find my fears I've been
Now you hand upon what about the empty bear
Am I dreamt I forgot in the way
I heard it flirt back your way
Thunder
We give our life's to conventional meansBut the hand out's are poor stamped on are all hopes and dreamsAnd justices scales are over weightedWith no such thing as justice any mo...