12.13.04

She winds it up and let's it walk three paces, right down to the waves
The march becomes a act that's always hated, a partnership of flames

I'm coming back
You're under attack, you'll see
It's really just me
Blundering past
I'm hoping I'll last, to see
It's really just me

In time the waves will wash upon the shore, life's breath on the sand
Attempt to find alternate way home, solution in my hand

I'm coming back
You're under attack, you'll see
It's really just me
Blundering past
I'm hoping I'll last, to see
It's really just me

While all the winters come
until, I start to have some fun
With you

I'm coming back
You're under attack, you'll see
It's really just me
Blundering past
I'm hoping I'll last, to see
It's really just me