Brother Kite Get On Me
get on, me
i can hear it in the way-away
and color white to gray
so i make my own escape down a lonely interstate, oh
well til time is gone and i'm feeling alone the sound is
warm
we're clinging on to this
to everything into it
get on, me
many roll away the tide erase revealing my today
so i make my own escape, see the song behind me lay, oh
well til time is gone and i'm feeling alone like someone
new has crawled inside my skin
i'm ready to begin
beyond the bend
you know we play
for the rain here in your hands
to forget anyway
you i'm right
these days arrange away
to find an honest argument among the fraudulent
tell myself i'm home
all the same cause no one knows i am alive
til time is gone and i'm feeling alone the sound is warm
reclaiming thoughts of when you could not pretend
pretend
