Andrew Rodger and Stop Yelling - Five out of Six

Your picture's a little faded now
Growing hazy at the edges
Cigarette hits my screaming lungs
Carbon monoxide waste of time
Your joy's a little faded now
Echoing on distant breezes
Thoughts and tumbleweed memories
Signals cross and static raids
The peak of a mountain is a good place to be
Constant motion for a constant world
What is the spin of this constant swirl
Sometimes I wonder
If two out of three ain't bad
Sometimes I wonder
If two out of three ain't bad
Maybe five out of six would be better
Would it be better
Would it be better
Would it be better
This candlelight reminds me of someone
Though I won't admit exactly who
At least not to myself
For the self in myself has stepped away
Seasons change and so do I
Has it spun out of control
There is indeed courage in an ashtray again
What if the past should meet the future
Somewhere on a crowded street
What if yesterday should meet tomorrow
Somewhere in between these beats
Sometimes I wonder
If two out of three ain't bad
Sometimes I wonder
If two out of three ain't bad
Maybe five out of six would be better
Would it be better
Would it be better
Could it be better
Maybe a tree will grow
Right here where I once stood
Maybe a prairie flower will grow
Where I lay now
Maybe my star will shine
Somewhere into liquid time
Maybe a dream will come
That doesn't end in sublime wine
There are many trees and rivers
Disappearing without a trace
There are many birds and flowers
Living up here in outer space
Sometimes I wonder
If two out of three ain't bad
Sometimes I wonder
If two out of three ain't bad
Maybe five out of six would be better
Would it be better
Would it be better
Could it be better

Written by:
Andrew Rodger

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