Skipping lines and skipping parts
Do you know wherethebegginingstarts
Feel the constant beating of your heart.
Then all of a sudden.
It falls apart

SmallBigMediumWide there are allllll kinds of people on this country side.
We constantly fill ourselves with ever growing pride

Skipping lines and skipping parts
Do you know wherethebegginingstarts
Feel the constant beating of your heart.
Then all of a sudden.
It falls apart

The farmland is where we stay
And fill the barns full of hay
Sorry there is no bay in this country land
We do not miss the feel of sand running over OUR HARD HANDS
DoyouknowwhereIam

Skipping lines and skipping parts
Do you know wherethebegginingstarts
Feel the constant beating of your heart.
Then all of a sudden.
It falls apart
Leaves brush by your face. You are transfixed in an odd embrace. In a jungle are you? Or do you feel like you’re in Pahroo
You become tangled in vines
A cold chill runs down your spine.

Skipping lines and skipping parts
Do you know wherethebegginingstarts
Feel the constant beating of your heart.
Then all of a sudden.
It falls apart

Wavvvvvvvvves roll to shore
out comes a wild boar.
the thing is wobbling with all its might
Then all of a sudden their comes a beam of light.
the thunder strikes
Wild boar no more
It lay their stiffly on the rocky shore

Skipping lines and skipping parts
Do you know wherethebegginingstarts
Feel the constant beating of your heart.
Then all of a sudden.
It falls apart