Early Till Late

de Jacob Gurevitsch

Oh well, whatever
Bite your tongue
So put together now
We laugh about the songs that we sung
When we were young

Another link in the Dazey chain
We fit together now just like
The wind and the rain
In a hurricane

Throwing caution to my second wind
Blown back to the start again
So many roads, and they all look the same
It might be in my head but it’s all I know
The bottom of my heart’s a stereo
It plays our siren song that cuts against the grain
Life’s a shell game

Another setback
Well it ain’t my turn
Get it together, now, forget about
The crash and the burn
The seasons turn

What were they thinking?
Don’t give a fuck
And I ain’t blinking as I stare at the sky moonstruck
Call it dumb luck

Throwing caution to my second wind
Blown back to the start again
So many roads, and they all look the same
It might be in my head but it’s all I know
The bottom of my heart’s a stereo
It plays our siren song that cuts against the grain
Life’s a shell game
Life's a shell game

It's an arch and the story bends
Gonna see it through right up to the bitter end
Lock me up but grant me swift parole
Or I’ll be stuck in a never ending wheel
And that’s bold but it’s all that I know
The bottom of my heart’s a stereo
It plays our siren song and cuts against the grain
I'm drowning in a dream, is it dragging me down?
Find out what it means when I leave town
The things we choose, the things we set aflame
Life’s a shell game
This life’s a shell game
Oh, this life’s a shell game

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