Under the Simple

Under the moon again
And I know the stars are all just innocent
On account of where they've been
Life's been simple lately
I blame the world for what it's made me
So goddamned angry

But it all goes round and round
Not noticing or making a sound
But so loud

Under the sun and manic
I see all the people are all in a panic
At being so static
Life's been simple round here
Nothing to lose and nothing to fear
Except maybe my mind

But it all goes round and round
Not noticing or making a sound
But so loud
And the answers all fade away
If nothing gold can stay,
Can we?

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And it all goes round and round
Not noticing or making a sound
But so loud
And the answers all fade away
They fade away
They fade away
One and all
They fade away
If nothing gold can stay,
Can we?
Can we?

J. P. Murphy