Running like hell through the trees,
I see the sunset I see the stars
I see the future oh my god like a train approaching
Telling my sister I hate her
Knowing I'd never trade her
I see the sunset I see the stars
I see the future oh my god like a train approaching
For carving me out of a stone
Cracking my mothers voice
Filling my pockets with paper
Smoking em deep in the woods
I see the sunset I see the stars
I see the future oh my god like a train approaching
For carving me out of a stone
I see the sunset I see the stars