Broken Harpoon - The Jayhawks

Gonna build a fire

Lead the choir

In my song

As I climb the walls

Walk the halls

To be strong

Once

It was around my schoolboy days

New lines were drawn and rules were made

I wear the scars

Smell the blood

On the breeze

I weathered the storm

For a glimpse

Of the trees

When

It seemed no matter what you gave

I took my secret to my grave

Broken harpoon

Broken harpoon

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Broken harpoon

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Broken harpoon

I could drown

In the sound

Of my dreams

Shiver and moan

Feel the need

To be free

Once

It was around my schoolboy days

New lines were drawn and rules were made

Broken harpoon

Broken harpoon

Broken harpoon

Broken harpoon

Broken harpoon

Broken harpoon