I got dirt in my mouth
From rollin' on the ground
Didn't realize that a fist
has a weight of eighty pounds
And now the sound of thump
Has left a lump on my head
And I woke up this mornin'
And what I found was myself dead
Little shaky legs of a fawn
So beautiful but gone
Beautiful but gone
I somehow tangle myself
Into a weaved web
Of somethin' sometimes
If I could find the time
I'd draw one more starting line
Well, things will definitely
Be different this time
Unless these choices of mine
Make this time
remind me of the last time
Little shaky legs of a fawn
So beautiful but gone
Look how far we've come and
Without looking I jump
So begin misunderstanding
And misfortune,
mishaps and maybe my
maybe might
be somebody's somethin'
if you let it go too long
Lyrics Submitted by Kaya Kismet