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Whoa! here I am back at MacJams!
Isn’t life strange?
See lyrics for semi-coherent explanation. Ha ha...
Isn’t life strange?
See lyrics for semi-coherent explanation. Ha ha...
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Lyrics
TWO STEPS BACK
I.
I spent most of my life and times,
a-searchin’ for the Light;
tryin’ to avoid those dead-end paths,
strewn to the left and to the right.
This life’s a jungle,
and I ain’t nobody’s fool;
but it’s no easy task
to slice through all the bull.
Down life’s road I’m driving,
struggling to stay awake;
looking for a place
I can pull over and stay.
Sometimes I misread
the signs along the way.
I have to double back,
---start all over again.
Bridge:
Forgive me, please;
if I seem proud or rude.
But ol’ Diogenes’
got nothin’ on this dude!
After all that’s happened,
I’m no worse for all the wear.
I’ve made my peace
with this burden I must bear...
Oh yeah!
II.
Every waking hour I’m searchin’,
just looking for that clue;
circling the wagons,
in this merry dance that I do.
It might seem strange to you,
but I really have no choice.
I am committed
to obey my inner voice.
Maps and torch in hand
I set off into the day.
(Just what path YOU should take
isn’t my place to say...)
Others seem to progress,
must be something I lack.
I take one step forward,
then I take two steps back!
I.
I spent most of my life and times,
a-searchin’ for the Light;
tryin’ to avoid those dead-end paths,
strewn to the left and to the right.
This life’s a jungle,
and I ain’t nobody’s fool;
but it’s no easy task
to slice through all the bull.
Down life’s road I’m driving,
struggling to stay awake;
looking for a place
I can pull over and stay.
Sometimes I misread
the signs along the way.
I have to double back,
---start all over again.
Bridge:
Forgive me, please;
if I seem proud or rude.
But ol’ Diogenes’
got nothin’ on this dude!
After all that’s happened,
I’m no worse for all the wear.
I’ve made my peace
with this burden I must bear...
Oh yeah!
II.
Every waking hour I’m searchin’,
just looking for that clue;
circling the wagons,
in this merry dance that I do.
It might seem strange to you,
but I really have no choice.
I am committed
to obey my inner voice.
Maps and torch in hand
I set off into the day.
(Just what path YOU should take
isn’t my place to say...)
Others seem to progress,
must be something I lack.
I take one step forward,
then I take two steps back!
blindsidedpoets
Feels very 70's, I love that type of rock. Guitar is tight, drums are quite nice too.