Brad – Sheepish

i’ll change the look on my face when i’m afraid

i’ll scrape the ledge, too late, down the drain

and i’ll pull the looking glass down on this side

to hide the raisin the size of my pride

and at the elbows, i’ll reach for the sky

bye, bye, bye…

bye, bye, bye…

could you pull the face from my hands

can you help me scatter the ashes

boiled in the heat of this man

piled up like molasses

and i’ll pull the looking glass down on this side

to hide the raisin the size of my pride

and at the elbow, i’ll reach for the sky

bye, bye, bye…

bye, bye, bye…

and i’ll wonder why anyone would be fighting

and i’ll wonder why anyone would be fighting

i’ll pull the looking glass down on its side

to hide the raisins the size of my pride

bye, bye, bye…

bye, bye, bye…

bye, bye, bye…