Park – South For The Winter

Listen to that sound of

something in your ear

Pulls you sounds so

Shakespearean Tugs you

wish you were here We’re all

you’ve got till your wedding

day Falls through the ground

and leaves you feeling wetter

So long to sweet goodbyes

they never last that

long So long to Shakespeare

wish you were here In the

making of your life there’s a

part of you that just won’t

seem to try Don’t stop the

red light or you might confess

it to your life something

irresponsible to you am

young and going numb from

growing up on the inside you

believe and that I am nothing

catch your breath.

We like your style And we

will confess to address until

we collapse