Perspective, a Lovely Hand to Hold - The Blues
(One, two, three, four...)Trying out a brand look
Another sight to see
To come and go again
Another accident
Nothing permanent
Watching as I spill my guts
Another small delay
Of making progress here
Another wasted year
What do I take away
Should I wait to take action
Or should I follow through
Or should I wake up with hunger
And sing the blues
I won't get any younger
I won't misconstrue
If you point your finger at me
I'll point mine back at you
I'll point mine back at you
Written by:
Jacob McCabe
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