Yellow Brick Road

Album: Hunter's Lullaby (2007)
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  • I remember the days when we talked for hours
    And we were young, we thought we had superpowers
    We kissed the sky, expanded our minds, thought we could fly
    We were dreamers and we'd never die

    We were young punks but we showed potential
    Was us against the world, we weren't sentimental
    We weren't our problems, our age or our paychecks
    And we weren't taking anybody's shit

    If I know now what I knew then
    I'd back up do it all again
    I'd take a bow, take it real slow
    Take a ride down that yellow brick road

    Know now what I knew then
    I'd back up do it all again
    I'd take a bow, take it real slow
    Take a ? take a ride down that yellow brick road

    Come on, come on rise up
    Come on, come on rise up
    Come on, come on rise

    The winters were cold but we had your parents basement
    This underground was for sinners and we embraced it
    Magic pills, fairy tales, Syd Barrett's ghost
    Oh, we'd all get on that spaceship

    We measured our lives in coffee spoons
    And those Friday nights quickly turned into Sunday afternoons
    We weren't our money, our muscles or our regrets
    We were having a mere life experience

    If I know now what I knew then
    I'd back up do it all again
    I'd take a bow, take it real slow
    Take a ride down that yellow brick road

    Know now what I knew then
    I'd back up do it all again
    I'd take a bow, take it real slow
    Take a ride down that yellow brick road

    I remember the days when we talked for hours
    And we were young, we thought we had superpowers
    We weren't our problems, our age or our paychecks
    And we weren't taking anybody's shit

    If I know now what I knew then
    I'd back up do it all again
    I'd take a bow, take it real slow
    Take a ride down that yellow brick road

    Know now what I knew then
    I'd back up do it all again
    I'd take a bow, take it real slow
    Take a ride down that yellow brick road
    Take a bow, take it real slow
    Take a ride down that yellow brick road

    Come on, come on rise up
    Come on, come on rise up
    Come on, come on rise Writer/s: MICHAEL MAIDA
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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