You'll meet a pile of people in a lifetime. Sometimes you're gonna get into it with a few. If you haven't, then good on ya. But where did you learn such restraint? You must be a robot.
All your blax and blues are colors I see thru. Everything to find an excuse.
You’re disguised as wise. Your day breaks with night eyes. You’re runnin’ wild to find something new.
Hand in the dark days where I could hear you say “what is it all for, anyway?”
Hand in the low lights. Wondering how right life could be if you would state your claim.
All your blax and blues are colors I’ve seen thru in everything thing you do is to find an excuse.
But you’re disguised as wise. Your day breaks with night eyes. You’re runnin’ wild to find something true.
Hand in the dark days where I could the story got play.hear you say “what is it all for?” Anyway.
Hand in the low lights you’ve been wondering how right life would be if you would state your claim.
Because I’ve been thinkin’ ‘bout you and all of our fights,
from down in the pitching dark to the blinding light.
You stepped over me and it was not right.
The constant reminder of the mess that we made.
And never mind just how the story got play.
And all of the time things they wind up the sameeeeee.
Hey and it’s on when we wind up the same. Now on when we can call it by name.
Now it’s on when all that you wanted came, now it’s gone.
Hey and it’s on when we wind up the same. Now on when we can call it by name.
Now it’s on when all that you wanted came, now it’s gone.
Yeah and don’t you know.
Because I’ve been thinkin’ ‘bout you and all of our fights.
From down in the pitching dark to the blinding light.
You stepped over me and it was not right.
The constant reminder of the mess that we made.
And never mind just how the story got play eee ya yaa.
And all of the time things will wind up the same.
