Story Behind The Song
Thinking of getting and old band back together......didn't work
| Song Length |
3:42 |
Genre |
Pop - General |
Lyrics
Many times around I think I know what I done, but I simply do not know. I see myself with the matter in hand or caught up in the clutches of an undertow.
Till I see that it's not just me and furthermore it is certainly not me at all.
It's the plural possessive including the rest of us letting the chips lay where they fall.
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Many rhymes abound I think I know how to write but I simply do not know.
I see myself with the power of pen, the power of zen, indescribable reaching
Till I see that it's you, me, and Brilmayers magical digital mixing. The plural passive ancient and festive, letting the chips lay where they fall.
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