SINGER: Mineral

SONG:Palisade

And there i was at fourteen - spinning with my arms out like a scarecrow;
walking down monroe to the park, and dancing up madison. with my eyes closed,
your feet sounded like a symphony of strings (you picked me up, and whispered:
"forever", like a secret in my ear). to smile (like it caused the grass to bend)
. the warm wind and these memories are gifts that i could never comprehend. i
died that day. but something was born inside of me that i cannot explain away.