My wild ways are washing tears to fear

again again

I can't believe whats happening

dreams reach extremes when the ink just starts to bleed and the picture finally starts to fade

moving on so I can feel life rushing strait through me

standing on my own two feet and learning how to breathe

Walk I walk the washed out

the washed out road I walk it washed out and now I now

places I've been I just let them go

I walk the washed out, the washed out road