lyrics
When I went inside,
there was no place to sit
you where in the corner
the place where I used to sit
the teacher was saying things that I wanted to hear
but the noise beneath my ears was
the noise of what I will be
the noise of what I was going to be
this stage is too small and I can’t be running
there’s another bigger one
but I can’t find myself
your eyes are rifles mine are stones
credits
from
June Leaves,
released June 4, 2010
lyrics by E Facca / music by The Storylines
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