Jessica Lemon Has Sand In Her Hair

I’m alive! You’re Alive!
We’re all alive! I hate this.
All alive, all alive,
All go to sleep.
And Jessica Lemon has sand in her hair.
And it’s a popular misconception,
That yellow line meets yellow line.
And it’s a popular misconception,
That yellow line meets yellow line.
Stone under stone.
Stone under stone
Stone under stone.
Jessica Lemon has sand in her hair.
That bowling alley has long since gone,
Razed to the ground, reduced to dust,
And it’s sad, it’s filled with history,
Ooh, the people that played there-
And Jessica Lemon has sand in her hair.
I’m alive! You’re Alive!
We’re all alive! I hate this.
All alive, all alive,
All go to sleep.
The journey I often completed,
To be used and aim for unattainable dreams,
But after all I wouldn’t turn back time,
Cos I have no regrets, I do not care,
And Jessica Lemon has sand in her hair.
Stone under stone.
Stone under stone
Stone under stone.
Jessica Lemon has sand in her hair.
And what used to be an open field,
Is now two hundred houses,
And the old folks’ home was destroyed,
Then rebuilt to the newest requirements,
Remember when we used to hide in there?
And Jessica Lemon has sand in her hair.
And it’s a popular misconception,
That yellow line meets yellow line.
And it’s a popular misconception,
That yellow line meets yellow line.
Stone under stone.
Stone under stone
Stone under stone.
Jessica Lemon has sand in her hair.