Roger Peterson

You don't know a thing until they come around
No one ever even heard a sound
The music had died 5 minutes off the ground
You don't know a good thing 'till it's not around

Never alone 'cause everywhere I go I find you
Not dreaming alone 'cause when the day is done I find you
You made the new way and if the plane had landed safely
We would never know all of rock and rolls tragedy
And everything would be so hollow

You don't know a thing until they come around
No one ever even heard a sound
The music had died 5 minutes off the ground
You don't know a good thing 'till it's not around

It's one of those days where everyone is on my shit list
I can't blow my nose it's like my face is constipated
And I can't believe that everyday the music's wasted
We think we're good but look at what we might have tasted
Just what would they have done come Tuesday

You don't know a thing until they come around
No one ever even heard a sound
The music had died 5 minutes off the ground
You don't know a good thing 'till it's not around