Roddy Frame Oblivious
From the mountain tops down to the sunny street,
A different drum is playing a different kind of beat.
Its like a mystery that never ends.
I see you crying and I want to kill your friends.
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I hear your footsteps in the street,
It wont be long before we meet,
Its obvious.
Just count me in and count me out and
Ill be waiting for the shout,
Oblivious...
Met mo and shes okay, said no-one really changed,
Got different badges but they wear them just the same.
But down by the ballroom I recognized that flaming
fountain
In those kindered caring eyes.
Chorus
I hope it haunts me til Im hopeless,
I hope it hits you when you go,
And sometimes on the edge of sleeping
It rises up to let me know its not so deep,
Im not so slow.
Chorus
