Everyday

Stampa   |   Correggere

Hey teacher you know I really think we were meant to read it between the lines
That was no ambush that he called out there it's just that he was ahead of time
He couldn't keep silent, couldn't make a noise, couldn't reach out or say it
Though it looked like he didn't win he did begin to sway it
And if he could I'm sure he would have put it to the test but none-the-less he did his best and it's a whole lot more than I can say for all the rest
And everyday, everyday, everyday it's a long way to go
Hey mister you know I really think you're too quick with your decisions
You slash around the foreign ground and cut us into up & down divisions
Well don't get me wrong I've been looking long & hard at your hand
There's a mirror above that you didn't know of and I know what card you're gonna land now you think that you caught me well you better think twice
This game won't last long enough for me to take one roll from the loaded dice
And everyday, everyday it's a long way to go
Hey my friend you know I really think that it's time for us to travel
It's such a pleasure watching keys to the treasure slowly show themselves and unravel
Well put us up behind the wheel let's see how far we'll roll
We'll go around the bridge uptown so we don't have to pay the toll
And we'll pick up the ones who are just like us while we're going round the bend
And get closer and closer and further away from the start and to the end, my friend
And everyday, everyday it's a long way to go






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