Breast weight like rock is soft And the same boys know who's top But the grass and wind at 3 22, its more than free Send it off and I'll send it back Make a change and we'll smile at that Desolation Peak's its name Jack waits and still no flame And it looks the same But he makes no change It's as hard and rare Be a judge and care Down to flatlands for another try We can spin around the same old tree Someone whispered if you check that page You can check yourself and everyone you'd Ever want to see And we'll still play songs And we'll say its wrong There's a million sounds And I love it