My friend Ryan offered good advice,
So I took a slice and sailed through to mellow skies.
There is nothing wrong with being nice,
Unless it’s just a front to get yourself by,
And I can tell, so what the hell (!) ;}

I don’t think I really need them in my life,
Sometimes I wish that bird would up and die,
Tear through Crayola skies.

Now I sit at home alone, watch TV, mope on the phone,
And Annie meets the moon, it is dawn in Paris though
I want to un-know the swell I felt under your hex,
Your floral dress, your silver wire specs.

Cindy moved to the other side
And there she lived as if she’d died,
Death cult paradise,
Why don’t you end it where it lies?
I got home and had another try,
But Ryan tells me all the time,
He’s got the same damn problem as mine,
Minimal heartbreak feels nice (?)

Lyrics submitted by sokorny

Soft Power song meanings
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