Penobska Oakwalk - Quilt

And all they look at me

As if I was another side of the game

don t know

When seems into place, for them

And know that bricks that fall, the bricks that fall

you said to me, why would we try

Why should we try to make read to me

Intoxicate by this ordinary turn again

And know that bricks that fall, the bricks that fall

Do you remember when

When you shook or when you felt the rising tile

From within

full of cross, from that where inside

And know that bricks that fall, the bricks that fall

Tripping on the bricks and the light of another star

You hand me a gift, I I don t know why

been acting

Traded this man for a open hand of flowers

How did we get so language deflated cautious

How did we get so

And now we return through the needs of destruction

How do we get so language deflated cautious

How did we get so

And now we return through the needs of destruction.