My legs are limbs
My shoes are cold stones
All I want is for
you to come back home
I've yelled your name
Through fields alone
All I want is for
you to come back home
Sorrow screams that terrible tone
Leave me deeper though
the world of see unknown
Sorrow screams that terrible tone
Loud man flashes wearing
suits without cologne
And if they fabricate us
Place a crux in anyone
To Gretzky safe
you can crack
And we can still imagine
what we had
We will be the faces
of the future at last