You make sure the sky is red before you see them off
You crowd into a skate shop, trying to think, but most of all
You'll hang, you'll make some calls
Until she's gone
When it turns to bronze
I know I can't, I know it's not my place
I know Cherry's von, I know Cherry's von
I know I can't, I know it's not my place
I know Cherry's von, I know Cherry's von
You cut the cord with all you think you knew or know is wrong
You take a ship out west, down south, straight to Hong Kong
Your name is still all wrong
13 letters too on
When it turns to bronze
I know I can't, I know it's not my place
I know Cherry's von, tried to change
I know Cherry's wrong, I know Cherry's wrong
I know Cherry's von, I know Cherry's wrong
You trim the sheet into the bag, the parachute is wide
You float correctly, landing deep behind enemy lines
They'll hang you still, besides
And take their time
Once or twice arrived
I know I can't, I know it's not my place
I know Cherry's von, I know Cherry's von
I know Cherry's wrong, I know Cherry's wrong,
I know Cherry's von, I know Cherry's von