If All Else Fails
Sit under the tree with my guitar
Catch a little breath and then restart
Chillin in the greens till it gets dark
Waiting for the seasons to get warm
Sit under the tree with my guitar
Counting all the clouds and at night all the stars
I'm bad at waiting
I can't wait for the start
It has to be fast
A whole one life in a blast
This cuts me into pieces
Ye it rips me apart
I forget what inner peace is
Live the mask of the past
And I really got no reasons
To believe in these cards
I take a journey like Bard
To get some bigger pictures
Coming back to the heart
Of worship and part
All the ways with the Fast
Take a breath and restart
I've been doubting me a lot these days
I've been doubting me a lot these days
I've been doubting me a lot these days
But if all else fails
Sit under the tree with my guitar
Catch a little breath and then restart
Chillin in the greens till it gets dark
Waiting for the seasons to get warm
Sit under the tree with my guitar
Counting all the clouds and at night all the stars
Being is an abstract art
restart restart restart
Until my mind sets apart
restart restart restart
Being is an abstract art
Catch a little breath and then restart
Chillin in the greens till it gets dark
Waiting for the seasons to get warm
Sit under the tree with my guitar
Counting all the clouds and at night all the stars
I'm bad at waiting
I can't wait for the start
It has to be fast
A whole one life in a blast
This cuts me into pieces
Ye it rips me apart
I forget what inner peace is
Live the mask of the past
And I really got no reasons
To believe in these cards
I take a journey like Bard
To get some bigger pictures
Coming back to the heart
Of worship and part
All the ways with the Fast
Take a breath and restart
I've been doubting me a lot these days
I've been doubting me a lot these days
I've been doubting me a lot these days
But if all else fails
Sit under the tree with my guitar
Catch a little breath and then restart
Chillin in the greens till it gets dark
Waiting for the seasons to get warm
Sit under the tree with my guitar
Counting all the clouds and at night all the stars
Being is an abstract art
restart restart restart
Until my mind sets apart
restart restart restart
Being is an abstract art
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Writer(s): Tom Ennulat
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