LYRICS
If we pick our battles like we pick our nose
Who knows where that goes
Ya might start to run
Ya might start to bleed
It’s no fun
Having to concede
Have we slipped into a rabbit hole
New Age mole… through the looking glass
Does time move pass n’ weigh too fast
Does too fast turn to wayback past
Chorus
While we have hands to have tome on our hands
Time to let loose on the command and command understand
Chorus
ABOUT THE SONG
Em C
Written at Marshall Square Park, West Chester, Pennsylvania. A 2-track stereo recording.
Daniel — Vocals, Guitar, Keyboards, Synthesizers, Controller and Computer
From the album Observe Absurd
by Daniel Brouse