I havent been tired of the road and reached the Oh, and I have been stretched out I honestly told you The name that was my nights name I said with you with my body if it was inappropriate, but I would have been my feet I knew
All the length of the road that was the horizon of me The enthusiasm of my luggage was my name
I have a glass of glass wherever I broke Under the mountain of grief sitting down everybody sitting in your love I remembered you and I I broke up for me but I loved you
Natalted in the middle of the summer plain The thunderstorms in the winter couldnt, they couldnt get my hatred Tired of getting tired of being tired of going to you See I see your song full of your song
Who gave you to the moonlighting you Who gave the sun to the sun and when you gave it to Abra.