Song Lyrics
And on a long drive from el paso to the pacific ocean cliffs, but somewhere along the way, how her only plan in life was getting lost
Continue their tortured dance, she would talk about letting go i guess i didn t understand
she went from table manners to tunnel vision to premature farewells
continue their tortured dance
The promise became regrets, she was certain she could take this town by storm Way, but that was her signature
But somewhere along the way, she was my lullaby personified The, she went from table manners to tunnel vision to premature farewells
how her only plan in life was getting lost
continue their tortured dance
How her only plan in life was getting lost, somewhere along the way
the dream and the circumstance
but that was her signature
continue their tortured dance
So she made sure it bent beneath her will, i don t remember when
But her contacts were all promoters and a westside therapist, but somewhere along the way Somewhere, continue their tortured dance
she was as new and as ancient as the solar-panelled hills
How her only plan in life was getting lost, the running just lost it s fun
I finally felt connected to the continental drift, somewhere along the way
She thought the world was hers, so she made sure it bent beneath her will, how she took me to the edge and made me watch
My vision in the mist, somewhere along the way, she was as new and as ancient as the solar-panelled hills
the parting of her lips
She went from table manners to tunnel vision to premature farewells, but somewhere along the way, somewhere along the way
Somewhere along the way, but that was her signature
The promise became regrets, how her only plan in life was getting lost, the promise became regrets
The dream and the circumstance, my vision in the mist, things will turn out just fine
She thought the world was hers, she thought the world was hers, she was as new and as ancient as the solar-panelled hills
the wonder of sound and light seeking a form
Somewhere along the way, i finally felt connected to the continental drift
I know it s true this time, but somewhere along the way, i know it s true this time
things will turn out just fine
My vision in the mist, the wonder of sound and light seeking a form
with a restlessness reserved for those who believe in themselves
She was certain she could take this town by storm, but i needed to witness someone wrestle with what it means to just exist
Things will turn out just fine, i know it s true this time Along, the dots didn t all connect
Somewhere along the way, she was my lullaby personified, continue their tortured dance
she was my lullaby personified
The running just lost it s fun, it happens to everyone, somewhere along the way
she went from table manners to tunnel vision to premature farewells
Somewhere along the way, but her contacts were all promoters and a westside therapist, how she took me to the edge and made me watch
I know it s true this time, my vision in the mist
But somewhere along the way, she was certain she could take this town by storm Dawes, she would talk about letting go i guess i didn t understand
she thought the world was hers
The dots didn t all connect, giving over to the currents that were there since time began
Somewhere along the way, so she made sure it bent beneath her will, she went from table manners to tunnel vision to premature farewells
But somewhere along the way, she went from table manners to tunnel vision to premature farewells The, things will turn out just fine