Canyon ft. Max Bacani Lyrics

It's a crude job

But it's work nonetheless

Finicking with

Something you said

All I can think is that this street tree's giving it meaning

You don't know

You don't know that

If you don't capsize

Then true hands find time

If you don't capsize

Then true hands find time

I've been crass thinking 'bout only myself

Touching grass with my hand picking up through hell

I should've been picking out words that I can spell

Indicative of the red letters on the wall

I wanted to but now I don't know if I'll grow old

I've got space to slip through a canyon

I've got space to

I've got space to

If you don't

Then true hands

If you don't capsize

Then true hands find time

If you don't capsize

Then true hands find time

If you don't capsize

Then true hands find time

I'll be home

I'll be home

I'll be home (I wanted to but now I don't know if I'll grow old)

I'll be home (I wanted to but now I don't know if I'll grow old)

Can you tell me where to go from here

Where to go from here

Can you tell me where to go from here

Where to go from here