Son

Hundred times I write followed around again to when Needed once running out the spaces of mind Standing in the garden, Guard my number from the one who says go Standing in the garden, Guard my number from the one who says go Leave the son alone You can care, you can stand reasons to go on Can't hear anyone tell you what you like! You can rest in finding that your [?] are over You can see the reason why your story is not over! Leave the son alone moonlight way, way back home I'm nothing I'm not the one who still, still awaits alone [x2] --- Son - Warpaint