Artist: funeral for a friend
Song: the getaway plan
Wasted journey's
Time spent better knowing nothing
And looks they don't help
Prying eyes wander west
To where oceans meet gold
And you wonder why my heart
It breaks in two
Hours pass into minutes
Kissing the seconds away
And day may seem to melt just like your
Just like your classic summers
It's come to the point
Where everything looses perspective
We're down the road
We're down the [Incomprehensible]
Prying eyes wander west
To where oceans meet gold
And you wonder why my heart
It breaks for you
Hours pass into minutes
Kissing the seconds away
And days may seem to melt just like your
Just like your classic summers
[Incomprehensible]
Stupid things are said
Stupid things are done
And when the time comes
I'll shout from high mountain tops
When stupid things are said
When stupid things are done
And when the time comes
I'll shout from high mountain tops
