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• Artiste: If All Else Fails
• Titre: Off Track
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The notes were fine, I swear to God And from what I'd found, produced happy sounds At least pound for pound But off paper they proved dissonant Depressing songs fill my lungs I cannot fathom why I got off the tracks But I can't get back And I miss you happiness The paints were bright and beautiful All the finest hues, greens and blues, by the slews and slews But the room, somehow, felt desolate And near everyday seemed a shade of gray And I just don't know how I got off the tracks And I can't get back And I miss you happiness Bargain my life away I gave my soul to the devil himself I'm writing to all my friends, dead and gone, That I won't see them again The script had all the elements All the comic cues, with a joke or two, all the dos and dos But a subtext lurked in near every scene And a sadness shone, a frustrated tone God, I don't know why I got off the tracks But I can't get back And I miss you happiness Bargain my life away I gave my soul to the devil himself And I'm writing to all my friends, heaven gone That I won't see them again There are times when a phone call can ease my mind It seems things are going fine There are times when a moment makes me feel fine But a moment is passed and gone