High Times (Get Low)

Let's break into the school tonight
There's a place that we can go
To get away from the clowns tonight
And while I know that it's cold tonight
We both know it's gonna be so much better come the morning light
Without all of your ghosts

I drank beer and you drank sparkling wine
You wrote our names upon the desk
And you sat down, and said that so should I
And asked, 'What happens next?'
I raised my hand to answer you
And said that, 'I don't know
But this seems liked the perfect time to let you know
That I'm leaving town in the morning
I can't quite believe it. I guess we've just got to leave it, gentle soul.'

And gone is that stone from your soul
Fear isn't all you will know
And all straight lives eventually go
Crooked when high times get low



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Dey
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