The Lung
Nathan Williams, Alex Gates, Stephen Pope, Brian Hill
Well so many things
Create my dreams
It feels too real, whoa
It's not a desert storm
The day we're born
Into my mind, oh
I need to know I need to know I need to know I need to know
I need to know I need to know I need to know I need to know
The night he found your boys
Them '80s low into my mind, whoa
I need to know I need to know I need to know I need to know
I need to know I need to know I need to know I need to know
The thunder evolves into lightning
And howls like wolves into the sky
The lightning flashes our worst feelings
The rain brings tears into my eyes
It's not a desert storm
The day we're born
Into my mind, whoa