Dessa Kites
the neon burns a hole in the night and the freon burns a hole in the sky you could find my kind of right on the fault line eyes on the seaside lives on the bayside kites on, kites on the power kites on the power line kites on the power line kites on the power
i know what he tells you but i dont know why you dont believe it wont be there long its just us on the end walking calmly dodging cars the rest of the ladies fell on brighter burning stars a push came through my sternum i spent a lone year under last watching your reflection in the cases as you passed then cupid limps in two years too late with a love letter, for the ugly sister sorry but your mister, mister, mystery to me how last year seemed to be from beneath it all looks the same gold covered and rusted from the rain
the neon burns a hole in the night and the freon burns a hole in the sky you could find my kind of right on the fault line eyes on the seaside lives on the bayside kites on, kites on the power kites on the power line kites on the power line kites on the power
maybe you were right or wrong i say im sorry less than i am wrong so he we are both half starred you make it look so you make it look so hard
