The Prize Fighter Inferno Easter Lyrics

I don't want to run around, run outside your kitchen
In the front yard, outside where the children play
Sandbox drifting in the land outside your missing
Sail until Sunday just till the evening gray
It's Easter, the sun & Cecilia
I don't want to lie against duck-tape cracked or crooked
In the out door, left outside in the rain
Bus ride longing for the face that I've been missing
Seventeen looking for a day I long again