Your cold cheek is a stone slab
Where I rest
No one is looking, no one knows I exist
But asphalt flows like ink
Solitary lines
Become someone elses map, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Where the pines meet the sky oh, oh, oh
Where the pines meet the sky
I was told about the woodwork
Inside of me
Tough but tender and easy to bleed
I came here to start over
For the last time
Not any younger but at least you were mine
Oh, oh, where the pines meet the sky
Oh, oh, where the pines meet the sky
Oh, oh, where the pines meet the sky
Oh, oh, where the pines meet the sky
I came here to start over
For the last time
Pick the needles of the ground
All became about soft trees
Through car windows
Now all is gone and way too late
Oh, oh, where the pines meet the sky
Oh, oh, where the pines meet the sky
Where the pines meet the sky
Where the pines meet the sky