Bridle - Sage Francis

Bridle - Sage Francis
Maze broken
She's runnin
Feet swollen
He's commin
She's stolen
And before he even knows it She's gone
Tea cups sittin on the hollow tree stumps
He's dumped and can't seem to swallow these lumps
The best goes on
Same fire
New passion
Old flame
Trade it in for a summer fling
There's nothing like that sweet old song
Tip over
Root the trees
Bend the leaves
Blend in with the open wound
The freeze frames keep him warm
The days frost is scrapped off the weight loss
The new sign that says keep off
As he speeds off into the storm
Out of sight the lighting strikes him twice
He's peeking out on the pike and cheatin life
Pealing out on the lawn
Now He's idling
His time is dwindling
In his mind He's figuring
Out lifes about the little things
And his labyrinth
And all his magnificent
Can only keep the mike straps
The princess is innocent
She doesn't belong
I never thought i'd miss you
They had a ceremony where he
Put her in a bridle the headstall
She stop to think for a minute
And in a split second went a wall
I never thought i'd miss you
He draws in the chin as in a expression
Of resentment or scorn
He's pullin on the rains the bridle
The shower the storm
The maze the high tower clouds are at war
The rains the bridle the shower the storm
The maze high tower clouds are at war
The rains the bridle the shower the storm
The maze the high tower clouds are at war
Clouds are at war clouds are at war
I never thought i'd miss you
I never thought i'd miss you
I never thought i'd miss you