Mates Of State Get Better
Forget all your politics for a while. Let the color schemes arrive.
Forget all your politics for a while. Let the color schemes arrive.
Come on board, its a curious sight. Absorbing sound that's never been right. Never ahead of, never behind it. Occasionally guarded, just keeps us surrounded. It's luck.
Every thing's gonna get lighter, even if it never gets better.
Ahh.
I propose a less serious boat. But don't mistake it for a party of jokes, who are never ahead of, never behind us. Floating in circles there's more to remind them of less.
Every thing's gonna get lighter, even if it never gets better.
Done. I'm done, I'm done.
Forget all your politics for a while. Let the color schemes arrive. (x6)
Every thing's gonna get lighter, even if it never gets better. (x2)
