Takes some getting used to
All this pretty skin.
I used to have furry friends.
We had our little cave games
To keep eachother warm.
We did wrong but we had fun.
Smoke from our fires.
Nothing to say or do.
Through all the smoke from our fires
I think I've had enough let's call it a night.
I'm tired
We're runnin' lose back and forth.
Some kind of closure
Hidden in the safe corners.
Rewind (indiscernable) image(?)
Don't even try to tell me how.
I'm in control of our things.
Come on little fellow
We've known all this time
I thought you had thicker skin.
I have one more or two to admit
I never learned to give in.
Please show me back to the cave where we played
Branches and clear blue sky.
Let's see if the forest remembers the time
I told you everything.
From the smoke through our fires
Nothing to say or do.
Through all the smoke through our fires
I think I've had enough
Let's call it a night.
I'm tired.

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