LYRICS
Call it insane
How you can complain
Hard to explain
Your years remain
For every one
I get seven
While you get to run
I’m in heaven
All dogs run with gods
Hope you farewell well
All of my fears
Are in dog years
As mine draws near
Your path is clear
For every one
I get seven
While you get to run
I’m in heaven
All dogs run with gods
Hope you farewell well
ABOUT THE SONG
Style: ExperiMental Rock
Chords: A D / A E / A D E A
Recording: digital 8-track stereo
Instrumentation: Vocals, Guitar, Piano
From the album Canine Incisors