i don't know how to write about you
you tiny ones that slip my hands and spin away
you are runners, i wager
foot to dirt on those high paths you
lean into the dark hill trails and you're pulled away
before the light can get you to us
you tiny ones that slip my hands and spin away
you are runners, i wager
foot to dirt on those high paths you
lean into the dark hill trails and you're pulled away
before the light can get you to us