Darlingside

Volcano Sky
I'm going up the volcano sky is callingOld as the earth is the mountains keep on falling Out of reception and I'm not sure how to follow Lines and the colors on the ground all running all overI'm going up over lakes and over mini car lotsUp over breakfast table conversation open as a notebook Would you believe?Would you believe?Would you believe? Would you rely on the scientific method?Often a thing falls apart the closer up you inspect itI'm going up to a place where no one ever gets hurtShe's in the voicemail in my pocket as I float above the woods in a T-shirt Would you believe? Would you believe?Would you believe? Would you? From Letras Mania