Pioneer to the Falls
Show me the dirt pileAnd I will pray that the soul can takeThree stowawaysVanish with no guileAnd I will not payBut the soul can waitThe soul can wait
It's still prettyWhat with all these weeksWe’ll be fineWe’ll be fine
But if it’s still prettyWhat with all these weeksWill we find loveAnd supervise
Show me the dirt pileAnd I will pray that the soul can takeThree stowawaysAnd you vanish with no guileAnd I will not payBut the soul can waitI felt you so much today
Oh no, you tryYou fly straight into my heartYou fly straight into my heartGirl, I know you tryYou fly straight into my heartYou fly straight into my heartBut here comes the fall...
So much for me believing that sorrowSo much for dreams we see but never care to knowYour heart makes me feelYour heart makes me moanFor always and ever, I'll never let goAlways concealedSafe and inside, alive!
Show me the dirt pileAnd I will pray that the soul can takeThree stowawaysIn a passion it brokeI pull the black from the greyBut the soul can waitI felt you so much today...