the valar - Kurt Travis

In a different space with another case, but still I have the same face

In a different space with another case, but still I have the same face

The water spilled out and I started to doubt, if we’ll ever have enough for

this drought

The water spilled out and I started to doubt, if we’ll ever have enough for

this drought

Until we’re able to find and discover, all sorts of blown covers

And got caught with too much sand in our hands

We caught got with too much sand in our hands

All this makes sense to me sitting on the front porch

Where amphibians make clauses and wait for rebuttal

And all’s that anyone heard was too much commotion in the air

And I stopped just for a minute

The little one has something to say

But nobody stayed

But I still heard everything that he had to say

And he said…

He said…

He said…

And he said…

He said…

Sort of had a plan before my life got out of hand, thought it would end up just

fine

Sort of had a plan before my life got out of hand, I thought it would end up

just fine

Got over my head with all the things we tried instead

But needed help more than once to find my bed

Got over my head with all the things we tried instead

But needed help more than once to find my bed

Until I overcome all the tremors and hearts they have severed

And blocked out all that I had found out, blocked out all that I had found out

All this makes sense to me sitting on the front porch

Where amphibians make clauses and wait for rebuttal

And all’s that anyone heard was too much commotion in the air

And I stopped just for a minute

The little one has something to say

But nobody stayed

But I still heard everything that he had to say

And he said…

He said…

He said…

And he said…

He said…