flowing down the mountain many broken streams hand full of twisted thoughts bottle full of needs follow the sun down till i can t see your face there was more to this than making holes in my life there was more to this than making holes in my eyes always in the back of my mind always taking something she was a lying mother i couldn t make her see that all of this ain t nothing it s just a part of me follow the sun down till i can t see this place there was more to this than making holes in my life there was more to this than making holes in my eyes i was pulling through i was changing skin the deeper the life you fool the deeper the stain within always in the back of my mind always taking something always always always there was more to this than making holes in my life there was more to this than making holes in my eyes i was pulling through i was changing skin the deeper the life you fool the deeper the stain within always in the back of my mind