Fellow In Fall
(Fellow in fall)
Broke down, in ways somehow
Friendly neighbors come by rebound
Falling from the cliffside the way down
Nail polish on the table poured to the ground
So now, is it to be found
Grow fragmented to a slow bound
Too much of a fellow to be off course
Now let this stray of light be yours
To be wounded
Fellow in fall
To be yours in my drowned thoughts
Be the one with a shining little smile
With a cursing old town
To just break it through
Old ways they say
People die the same too
Broken teacups and old saints left
Shedding little eye waters down to the ground blues
They divided, to a old little happy end
So now, is it to be found
Better yet, grow fragmented to a slow bound
Too much of a fellow to be off course
Now let this stray of light be yours
To be wounded
Fellow in fall
To be yours, in my drowned thoughts
Be the one with a shining little smile
With a cursing old town
To break it just through
Fucked up ways they don't wanna commit to say, ay ay
These tripped up plans
They invade for, but what was the cause?
Just to let the patient die on spot and lay, ay ay
No matter what's the way
Let's just wait and see till the day
Till fellow and lead the day in ways they go
And I jump off for those words
Fellow in fall they lay...
Broke down, in ways somehow
Friendly neighbors come by rebound
Falling from the cliffside the way down
Nail polish on the table poured to the ground
So now, is it to be found
Grow fragmented to a slow bound
Too much of a fellow to be off course
Now let this stray of light be yours
To be wounded
Fellow in fall
To be yours in my drowned thoughts
Be the one with a shining little smile
With a cursing old town
To just break it through
Old ways they say
People die the same too
Broken teacups and old saints left
Shedding little eye waters down to the ground blues
They divided, to a old little happy end
So now, is it to be found
Better yet, grow fragmented to a slow bound
Too much of a fellow to be off course
Now let this stray of light be yours
To be wounded
Fellow in fall
To be yours, in my drowned thoughts
Be the one with a shining little smile
With a cursing old town
To break it just through
Fucked up ways they don't wanna commit to say, ay ay
These tripped up plans
They invade for, but what was the cause?
Just to let the patient die on spot and lay, ay ay
No matter what's the way
Let's just wait and see till the day
Till fellow and lead the day in ways they go
And I jump off for those words
Fellow in fall they lay...
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Writer(s): Juan Gallardo
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