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A bold aroma swirls
Its way through the air,
Guys converse with girls,
On their way to the chairs
It's a movie scene,
Right in front of me
Beige boots cross the floor,
The journey is done,
Cream cups clatter before,
All the laughter’s begun
It's a magic place,
Of constant change
Where I get lost in thought,
I'm overwrought with the way things are changing,
Warm my hands on the cup,
Creamy bubbles on top
And the pictures they're painting,
Of bitter and sweet,
Where fast and slow meet,
As I sit and watch life,
Pass me by
Young turns into old,
As life passes on
Seasons come and go,
Drifting along
Like these wooden chairs,
That will soon be bare
The table grain’s revealed,
My mug whisked away,
Warm nostalgia fills
The rest of the day
The room quickly grows
With sepia tones
Where I get lost in thought,
I'm overwrought with the way things are changing,
Warm my hands on the cup,
Creamy bubbles on top
And the pictures they're painting,
Of bitter and sweet,
Where fast and slow meet,
As I sit and watch life,
Pass me by
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Sitting ‘round the table,
Cushions on the hardwood chairs,
There’s little wooden coloured people,
Circling the coloured squares.
One more time I roll the dice,
Don't like to make a habit of losing twice,
So deal those cards & make those notes,
You got to take it serious it ain't a joke.
Knock, knock (who’s there?)
Knock, knock
The enemy surrounds me,
Competing for the final place.
Don't like to think we’re only,
Satisfied when we win the race..
I've scene it in the magazines,
We scrabble with words to find who we wanna be,
The game of life is no trivial pursuit
Articulate well when you don't got a clue
Knock, knock (who’s there?)
Knock, knock
But I'll keep playing those children's games,
Laughing when the punch-line comes,
Knock-knocking to find who’s who,
Desperate to say “I won!”
I find I fight to get out on top,
Not caring who I lose on the way,
But now I'm on top I find the joke's on me
Knock, knock (who’s there?)
Knock, knock
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Every time you smile
It wakes me up in the morning
I haven't slept in a while now, but
My weary washes away
Every time you smile
When those laugh lines show
And you shake those gums at me
You wave your arms in a joyful hello
Cuz you can't hold it all in
Every time you smile
It's a warm glow,
A flickering fire coming up from below,
A beauty from within
Now don't think me naive,
I know these good times won't last forever,
But when the happiness leaves us,
We've got a mighty friend in heaven
He's a warm glow,
A flickering fire coming up from below,
A beauty from within
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You do not play by the rules,
At least not mine, anyway..
It’s gotta be, it’s probably,
Best that way...
Once again you make no sense,
Saying things like “get used to different”
Ok fine. Never mind,
Have it your way.
I wanted to be flying high,
A light of my own to shine,
But I’ve no wings of my own,
It seems to me that I’ve got room to grow,
So have it your way,
We’ll take our time.
One follows on, the other leads,
So when will you take a turn?
Oh pardon me, it’s not meant to be
That way
Around and around my thoughts go,
Over the same old tracks...
And that is why, it’s better I,
Sit in back... but...
I wanted to be flying high,
A light of my own to shine,
But I’ve no wings of my own,
It seems to me that I’ve got lots of room to grow,
So have it your way,
We’ll take our time.
Just so you know,
The way this song goes,
There’s no plot twist at the end,
Just a struggle, between friends,
About who’s winning and who’ll bend!
So have it your way,
We’ll take our time.
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released July 28, 2022
