Heartland I'm Not Wearing A Belt To N.Y. Lyrics
I've caught myself looking for the rhyme in the reason again. Trying to make my hands relay thoughts so intangible into a language, who's capacity to conceive this concept is severely incompetent. In this state of being it can only translated by waking dreams. I hope you will remember this, I hope we get through. Those days seemed longer, minutes become years and we slept through winters. theres an empty space where your eyes got lost. I hope that we get through. I hope you remember this.