Из альбома: The Sparrow and the Crow
Mom and Dad parted ways
we were young and got good grades and
trees in yards meant to climb
we left home but never looked behind
To feel alone
We feel alone
You and I parted ways
I don't think I'll ever see your face (hmmmm....mmm)
We latch on to our hides
meant to hold but we get torn apart
To feel alone
to feel alone
we feel alone
to feel alone
we feel alone