On certain nights The ringing in my ears Louder than the rustle of leaves
Along the path But who am I to scare And who are you to follow out here?
Deep in the mile I will walk for you Deep in the lines of our summer I see the clouds and they seem so young What wicked mind did set their trails Were they the ones that got away?
The longest train That I ever saw But what is in a ticket to move?
Could beauty lie In my place of fear Run and the horizon will too
Deep in the mile I will walk for you Deep in the lines of our summer I see the clouds and they seem so young What wicked mind did set their trail Were they the ones that got away?
You might as well be on my shoulders, I suppose I can pretend I do not see you, and so it goes We can talk about just where the clouds are from
