Blue journey lines
makes the river flow like old
We played our life away chasing fried sun
Sleeping in the sand
So tight
Then you wrote a fun song
Hey, Michael’s left his boat out
The slow tide is in sight
I caught you in a bad joke a thousand times
You gave life my heart
trashed old home
We a in our the stove
a Michael’s calling back
He’s writing our names the hillside
the the bribes
the passed
in the for you
I a when the my wide
Helps breathe like a child
backs carried a million miles
I fine, it’s alright
Or they our song?
a Michael’s calling back
He’s writing our names the hillside
the the bribes
the passed
in the for you
a Michael came back
Still writing his the hillside
the the bribes
the passed
in the for you