Cutting In
I didn't speak a word all day,
and every one rehearsed.
Conversations all thought out.
I'm cut along a line that only I can see.
Strung alone from side to side to brush the things I love.
I didn't speak a word all day,
and every one rehearsed.
Conversations all thought out.
I'm cut along a line that only I can see.
Strung alone from side to side to brush the things I love.