Scott Grimes Follow

oh meet me when i lost my part in the choir of dusk
where the promise to lead what is right
as we both know how fields will turn white

and no i will never speak of days cause i know you won't count them
no we have never grown a day from the poison we share
and we're walking our crooked path home but will we ever confess what we've done?
yes we're still kids on the run

and no we will never be apart of the pictures once taken
when we're feeding fire with a flame shoo the memory's gone
and the cold sky will write us a song
but will we ever confess what we've done?
yes we're still kids on the run

and the reflections in their eyes
sure could paint us as killers
oh i'll be there
and 'til the terror of our times
could forgive us as lovers
oh let's break some hearts

and no I will never speak of ways cause i know you won't try them
but all the weapons raining from the sky will be yours to embrace
and the cold sky will write us a song
but will we ever confess what we've done?
yes we're still kids on the run