Is that right? Is that right? You should learn to make mistakes. Yeah. Amber orbs in the red clay Shaking out my pocket change Need a ticket to sea, babe Let's sit on a disengage Trying to come to terms with my true horizon I know the place I need to be thriving Where the desert meets both my islands The sun rising Hoping for you No, I don't wanna go No, I won't ever come home Can I do a fun accent? Da da da da da da What is it that draws me To the southwest when I live in the east Blood, sweat getting mixed in my tea Southwest when I live in the east Blood, sweat getting mixed in my tea Earth moves when I run on my feet Chest out feel my lungs wanna breathe Southwest when I live on the east Blood, sweat getting mixed in my tea Earth moves when I run on my feet Chest out feel when I breathe Da da da da da da When I breathe on my feet And my teeth on the heat, on the heat Da da da da da da