Andrew Savage - Not So Bad

What have I done
Stayed in bed all day
Deteriorated
Watched the spell I was under fading
Far from view
Mother asks now have I heard from brother
Hope he is not six feet under
Its not so bad
It's reflections of an empty mind
Friend I am the jealous guy
She talks with you
In the most beautiful harmonies
She never sings with me
I'll fly tomorrow
Don't want to go
Back home
To a town I hardly know
It's the echo
Coming through my telephone
And when it comes I let it go
What have you done
Lived your life in a memory
Vicariously
Through the T.V. screen
Blue light dream
I'd rather seek out what I need
Than wait around for delivery
Motion Stop
Candle light on the wall it plays
Coffees cold but
That's my fault
Rather be
Somebodies sworn enemy
Than bottle it up
Eternally
I'll fly tomorrow
Don't want to go
Back home
To a town I hardly know
It's the echo
Coming through my telephone
And when it comes I let it go
It's not that bad
It's been so long
You've got to let it go man
And keep on moving on
It's not that bad
It's been so long
Its not that bad
And you've got to let it go
So change your mind
Or at least the scenery you find
That leaves you lost
And in rewind
It could be worse
Could be comfortably out of love
In misery
By forty three
Open up your eyes
To the beauty in
The unknown
The other Side and
How you've grown
I'll fly tomorrow
Don't want to go
Back home
To a town I hardly know
It's the echo
Coming through my telephone
And when it comes I let it go

Written by:
Andrew Savage

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