Vārdi: Sister Hazel. Sister Hazel. Sometimes.

By simple definition I'd be scattered
Oh, where do I begin?
Well I'm stuck within the mortal framework
Of having to use words
And I, I've never been one
I've never been one, incompleteness

My attempts to say never find their way, nah uh
Then inconsistency is inconsistency
Within this conversation, yea

Sometimes, there's no limits and
Sometimes, I'm a mother, I'm a brother and another
Sometimes, I'm scared, sometimes, I'm a hero
Sometimes, mostly I'm just me

In some regards, I'd use the term eclectic
The merging of experience
And different points of view, oh yea
Well I think, I learn, I listen and
I sift my way right through
And I, I'm always the one
I'm always the one with fascination, yea

My attempts to say never find their way, nah uh
Then inconsistency is inconsistency
Within this conversation, yea

Sometimes, there's no limits and
Sometimes, I'm a mother, I'm a brother, I'm a lover and another
Sometimes, I'm scared, sometimes, I'm a hero
Sometimes, mostly I'm just me

Sometimes, there's no limits and
Sometimes, I'm a mother, I'm a brother, I'm a lover and another
Sometimes, I'm scared, sometimes, I'm a hero
Sometimes

Sometimes, you know there's no limits and
Sometimes, I'm a mother, I'm a brother, I'm a lover and another
Sometimes, I'm scared, sometimes, I'm a hero
Sometimes