the way that you looked at the fair the gleam in your eyes like youd taken a dare right or wrong it was a sin not to stare silver the tilt a whirl tossed so many times that our bearings were lost we rolled on regardless of cost grand champion steer i was waiting for wings to appear all day long i kept holding you near i kept holding you near higher the matterhorn climbed id always imagined that mountain was mine the sides were bent so i missed every time this is heaven the megaphone said so many times that it went to my head but the line moved on and the moment was dead grand champion steer i was waiting for wings to appear all day long i kept holding you near i kept holding you near the way that you looked the affair was so goddamn obvious but i wasnt there me i was off spinning life out of wishes and air grand champion steer i was waiting for wings to appear all day long i kept holding you near i kept holding you near
['cincinnati indie', 'gbvfi', 'stomp pop']