Friday, February 20, 2009

Getaway. 5/08

This is one of the few songs I'll admit to writing. Everything about it screams summer; it makes me want summer so bad. Three more months 'till I get away.

Lights down
We don’t need sight to see that we belong
Surrounded by this driving force,
We’ve got to prove them wrong

‘Cause they can’t see for miles
the way we can when we’re alone out here
tonight

Sky stained dark shades
As daytime fades,
And the black sky takes control

This is our one last shot
This is our getaway
Now’s our chance to pick it up and run
And you can bet that we’re not here to stay.
‘Cause here and now, here and now
This is our getaway

Lights up
And our senses take control
As the air gets colder
Oh, there’s a feeling in our bones
That all the time that's passed couldn’t make us older

'Cause tonight, we’re alive
as our world world races by
And time stands still;
This moment is our lives.
(All we need in our lives)

Sky’s light, takes night
Breeze feels just right
The day is finally under our control

This is our one last shot
This is our getaway
Here, now, our chance to pick it up and run
And you can bet that we’re not here to stay.
‘Cause here and now, here and now
(I'm breaking out)
This is our getaway

This is one last shot
One shot to getaway
We've picked it up, now watch me run
The dusts rises; I'm not here to stay
Here and now, I'm long gone
Here and now, so break it out
Take your shot
Come on and getaway

Let’s take our only chance to get away

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