Mallard Westcott - Balsam

Balsam wood and a very tall man
There lies a shield, in one of his hands
Will I get it in time, will I get it at all
Will I make it back for will call

Balsam wood, and a pretty small flame
They say it's just another name
To describe the same exact thing

When will I realize
These are not the eyes you wanted
When will I realize
The world is mine and I won it
Fair and square

I looked up in the middle of the snow
I was losing feeling in the tip of my nose
I could barely lift my chin up any higher

When will I realize
These are not the eyes you wanted
When will I realize
That my house isn't haunted
My house isn't haunted
No, my house isn't haunted

Written by:
Allison Rishel

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