Very Drivin'
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V1: Trapped between deceptive
waves.
Ignorance is bliss they say
Isolation Island’s on my mind
I remember blooddrops. Like
death
can make a heart stop.
When something fun turned out
to
rob me blind.
Eb Ab/E Db/Eb Ab/Eb
I wonder was it you or was it
I
that
was deceived?
Bb Eb/Bb Ab/Bb Eb/Bb : G Bb F
Ab
Eb F : 3x
We know foolishness done once
for
fun but twice naïve.
V2: Splattered in his
minds an
image
painters would portray
Livin’ without thought or
horrors
high tide swept away.
It hurts to know the loss you
show
can never be replaced.
If you observe: The horror in
my
eyes reflects your face.
If I could give you back
tomorrow
what would be your price?
Like it always goes it’s the
unknowns
that make up life.
V3: The tape is running
backwards
that way nothing gets erased.
It seems as though we’ve
never
known
we’re lost in outer space.
It hurts to know we let it go
– the
prize sucked from our mind.
Never once to face the music.
All
in its due time.
Laughing at my memories. A
picture
lost in history.
Think I’m finally free of
your
disguise.
Isolation Island’s on my
mind.
Everything
will come in its due time
Note: The baby-blue ’57 Chevy
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