Friday Avenue Sounds Of Home
You're still there in the place I saw you last
Ungreased hands speaking of your many dreams
Try reaching for something again
We need you, grow stronger for me
You never
Move an inch just like you're dead
Tall grass grows over well above your head
You hear them, playing with the sounds of home
Sun hits the Earth but it doesn't reach you, now
Try reaching for something again
We need you, grow stronger for me
You never
Move an inch just like you're dead
Tall grass grows over well above your head
Over you think takes you far away
Tall grass grows over well above your head
You never
Move an inch just like you're dead
Tall grass grows over well above your,
Over well above your head
