God he turned and walked away
I couldn't think of what to say when
plane engines fall through your roof
And I broke my knee while walking
down the street that I live in but
no one was passing by
Life comes along and it trickles down the cheeks of every beautiful boy
Time moves along and it breaks every bone in your spine
And into the flight of night
insomnia strikes and hopes alight
set ourselves up to fall
So we stargaze and we write down
all the things that we'll do
Fall into the river our pockets full of stones
Full of stones
Life comes along and it trickles down the cheeks of every beautiful boy
Time moves along and it breaks every bone in your spine