Cottonwood Firing Squad
cope with me.
I hope, for your sake
Everything happens for a reason
You find
Even the dumbest things have meaning
Clouds fall through the ceiling
Stops us from thinking
I’ll sit next to you
And wait for something to happen
I hope, for your sake
Everything happens for a reason
You find
Even the dumbest things have meaning
Clouds fall through the ceiling
Stops us from thinking
I’ll sit next to you
And wait for something to happen