somewhere between where the grassroots stop growing
and where the rocks begin heating our answers will lie there
to the questions we'll ask when all we love has chosen to collapse
and when we always turn to the facts and other logical things

and all i know is this time of year
the clouds project a little higher than they ought to
and they keep the sun from shining through onto my face
and i recall climbing in the trees
and sifting through the leaves to find some peculiar thing
i can't feel much anymore but i felt that breeze

somewhere between where the grassroots stop growing
and where our hearts begin beating our summer nights will die there
and we'll wake to find that it's enough just to be alive
and we're always chasing from behind to find some logical thing

and all i know is this time of year
the clouds project a little higher than they ought to
and they keep the sun from shining through onto my face
and i recall climbing the trees and sifting through the leaves
to find some peculiar thing i can't feel much anymore but i felt that breeze


Lyrics submitted by sloopjohn87

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