Looking at
Another empty page
The sharp points of words
Bullets graze me
Document a future
Fall from grace
After all, what good's a new love
Without a casualty?
We can't draw lines
Drive blind
And find yourself
Outside the lines
Oh, love is a many splintered thing
Oh, love is a many splintered thing
Start again
Now boy meets girl
On the great plains
The colors, curves are endless
Paralell your
Other green world
There's enough space inside
To lose the both of us
I need you here
Too much time
Bleary-eyed
Behind the wheel
Oh, love is a many splintered thing
Oh, love is a many splintered thing