Artist: Funeral for a Friend
Title: Juneau
Tied to the testing of wills when my heart breaks
and spills
left to the sight of the sky,
in your arms i'm defined.
Thrown to the wolves
in the minds of your enemies
minds of your enemies
and i'm stone in the eyes of your foolishness.
If this is what i'm meant for,
no longer interesting
fall forward just to even the score
just a thought to you.
Tied to the testing of wills when my heart breaks
and spills
left to the sight of the sky,
in your arms i'm defined.
Thrown to the wolves
in the minds of your enemies
minds of your enemies
and i'm stone in the eyes of your foolishness.
And i'm nothing more than a line in your book
yet i'm nothing more than a line in your book
yet i'm nothing more than a line in your book
yet i'm nothing more than a line in your book
in your book
in your book
If this is what i'm meant for,
no longer interesting
fall forward just to even the score
just a thought to you.
just a thought to you
just a thought to you
yet i'm nothing more
yet i'm nothing more than a line in your book
yet i'm nothing more than a line in your book