Текстове на песни: Cursive. The Storms Of Early Summer: Semantics Of Song. A Career in Transcendence.

congratulations you're a real major-leauger now the word around looks like you finally made it, boy is that your nest was too cozy mama must be so, so proud you're on your own now, boy and so we built our fortresses see, some words are like bricks i bet you got the whole world figured out one man cleans up after the pony and prances around and another man rides that pony out but your words weigh you down isn't that what you were trained for you built your nest of bricks built your nest of bricks all (we say) we are (today) we'll be (tomorrow) is all (we say)