BASTILLE: Laura Palmer

Walking out into the ______________

Cutting out a ______________ path
Lead by your beating ______________

All the ______________ of the town

Cast their ______________ right to the ground
In matters of the ______________

The ______________ was all you had

You ______________ into the night from all you had
______________ yourself a path upon the ground
You ran into the night; you can't ______________ found

But, this is your ______________

Can you ______________ it? Can you feel it?
Pumps through your ______________
Can you feel it? Can you ______________ it?

Summer ______________ breezes blew

Drawing ______________ deep from you
Lead by your ______________ heart

What a ______________ and what a night

What ______________ final sights
______________ out your beating heart

Chrous

If you had your ______________ would you shoot it at the ______________ , why?
To see where it would ______________ , will you come ______________ at all?