Pinecone Songtext
von Widemouth

I′m walking in your shadow
Staying on the trail
You're yelling at your mother
Me and Sloane downstairs

You put your arm around me
We laugh at someone′s joke
I'm pulling at a pinecone
You still smell like smoke


The thing that I'm afraid of
I keep it in my blood
I love it like an old friend
I don′t see enough

You thought I was asleep
Or maybe didn′t see me
I knew what you would say
But couldn't quite believe it

I walked a mile to Barstow
With nothing in my ears
My gift for going quiet
Is stretching into years