Woorden: Cold War Kids. Mine Is Yours. Out Of The Wilderness.

The crown on my head is heavy on me
They wouldn't know it 'cause they don't wanna see
The skin on my face is turning bright pink
As I walk by, the girls choir whispering

The street that I walk welcomes my feet
With cryptic graffiti greetings to read
The smile on my mouth, it came dirt cheap
I bought it second hand

I will always walk tall
Taller than the clouds when the rain starts to fall
I come out of the wilderness to lay by the waterfall

The wires to my head when I press play
Who's this new prophet, has she got something to say?
The thoughts in my brain are backfiring
I'm a picture perfect passenger

I will always walk tall
I hold my loneliness up like a medicine ball
I come out of the wilderness to lay by the waterfall
Lighten my load

You expect the worst
And you always get your way
These big buildings, these little girls
Are giving me a little shade

I will always walk tall
I hold my loneliness up like a medicine ball
I come out of the wilderness to lay by the waterfall

I will always walk tall
Taller than the clouds when the rain starts to fall
I come out of the wilderness to lay by the waterfall
Lighten my load