Breast weight like rock is soft

And the same boys know who's top

But the grass and wind at 3

22, its more than free

Send it off and I'll send it back

Make a change and we'll smile at that

Desolation Peak's its name

Jack waits and still no flame

And it looks the same

But he makes no change

It's as hard and rare

Be a judge and care

Down to flatlands for another try

We can spin around the same old tree

Someone whispered if you check that page

You can check yourself and everyone you'd

Ever want to see

And we'll still play songs

And we'll say its wrong

There's a million sounds

And I love it