Go!

Parked along a curbside
The wonders of time return to mind
Mistaken for the present thing
It breaks the thoughts again

Go

Driving for the coastline
The remnants of time were in her eyes
The smallest of things but largest of kind
They do have a way to stick on the mind (Woo)

Go!
Go
Go!
Go

Hurting for another life
With sticks in mind and stones inside
Your head proceeds to haunt itself but why
Must it haunt itself?

I'm guessing this will pass in time
But thinking more won't think it fine
I'm guessing this will pass in time
But thinking more won't think it
Go
Go
Go!
Go
Go!
Go!
Go!
Go!

Go

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Credits
Writer(s): George Inglis
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