Mountain Town

Album: Let it Go (2012)
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  • Spent my days in a cold war, fighting with myself
    Spent my time like money, counted up my wealth
    Saved up all my moments for, situations coming
    But I don't know much about nothing, I barely know myself

    And oh the bank that's my head, it's filled up to the brim
    It's bursting at the seams with thoughts ideas and dreams
    And my thinking adviser, he loses focus easily
    He leaves me with a balance due, at least that's how it seems

    Now I don't have a manual, to tell me how to be
    And I hardly have a theory, just hypotheses
    And since I don't have no Gods to help me with what I see
    Then that leaves me here with myself, the work is up to me Writer/s: Jon Middleton, Roy Vizer
    Publisher: Third Side Music Inc.
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