"Groundswell" as written by and Scott West Reitherman....
You wanna talk, lazy animals?
How much I relate
I'll throw myself in the back seat, just wait

I'll be a big social barnacle
We do this to ourselves
I took a hit and it felt like groundswell

That's how I found trouble again
That's how I found trouble again
Don't look now you're on your own
Peace is a great outsider, who isn't often home
The crashing drag of the daily maze
We draw a lot about circles
We buy a lot of fake praise

Talkin' with your aims low
That's a part of it
Coolin' with a head cold
And the pantomime's feet
It's not the street

Walkin' with your aims low
That's a part of it
Coolin' with a head cold
And the pantomime's feet
It's not the street

So this is how we spend time
This is how we see
This is where we mold into something else we don't believe

You wanna talk, lazy animals?
How much I relate
I took a hit and I tasted mistakes

That's how I found trouble again
That's when I found trouble again
Don't look now you're on your own
Peace is a great outsider, who isn't often home
The crashing drag of the daily maze
We draw a lot about circles
We buy a lot of fake praise

Walkin' with your aims low
That's a part of it
Coolin' with a head cold
And the pantomime feet
It's not the street
x4


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    General Comment"I'll throw myself in the back seat, just wait"

    I hear "my stuff," but that might just be me.
    Acticiumon July 09, 2011   Link

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