Scrimshaw
The Original Band
61: COMPLICATED NOISE
Beggin’ for tomorrow, like a pro.
Beggin’ for tomorrow, like a pro.
Beggin’ for the break of day, it’s safe to say to pay our way’s the goal, the goal.
To relinquish all control, is natural, like wind that doesn’t blow.
Oh – all the reasons are just complicated noise,
And the proof is everywhere.
Oh – all the steps that we just keep repeating poised,
To resist the urge to care.
Lookin’ out the window, like I know.
Lookin’ out the window, like I know.
Looking out for the dark night, it seems I frighten easily I know,
I know.
Everyone must soon engage, the perfect page, on which we wage our soul.
Solo
Oh – all the reasons are just complicated noise,
And the proof is everywhere.
Oh – all the steps that we just keep repeating poised,
To resist the urge to care.
Beggin’ for tomorrow, like a pro.
Beggin’ for tomorrow, like a pro.
Beggin’ for the break of day, it’s safe to say to pay our way’s the goal, the goal.
To relinquish all control, is natural, like wind that doesn’t blow.
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