Apr 10, 2008 10:46
And we'll run, as hard as we can
down from those hills so tall, so steep
running from those beasts.
those god damn bears keep chasing me.
and I'll head straight for the water
the banks of that river. so cold, so deep
cause these beasts, their wills are so strong
I'll just jump in and float away.
and if these big brown beasts
if they catch up to me
i will feel those claws and teeth diggin into me,
to take back what I borrowed in the first place.
But when I get to the bottom you wont be standing there
with open arms to come and make safe inside
and we'll hide, and I'll stare into those green eyes for hours
But you wont be coming around
no you you don't even know the name of that town
and its not like you'd want to waste your time seeing me anyway.