Just another rambling song, produced with lead and drums on the computer, yet more lyrics inspired by the cold reality of bush Alaska village life.
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I pretty sure that I'm being swept below
The current is going strong
And I feel the undertow,
Undertow
I'm pretty sure that I am falling down
A road I've been before
I know that it might seem that way to anyone
Don't you cry, dry your eyes on me
And maybe I'll come out
on the other side alright
I'll be fine
Can't you just see the sunshine
Coming up over the skyline
Can't you feel the moon tonight
Can't you see it'll be alright
I'm pretty sure that I am moving towards
the back of the bus
And I don't fear anything at all
You watched me go down quickly in the mud
Don't you stray away from me
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