The plagiarist
The lover boy in me
Falling down
We thought we made the right decision
We made a list
We crossed our t's
Made calculations
Scouted the streets
Though we still hit the ground
We'd all been hearing something else for years
It was a great big sound
So we closed our eyes
She stole some words
We re-considered
I worked it out
The sound got bigger
And we knew what we'd found
What we'd found
We packed up our provisions and our gear
And said goodbye
Counting down as we crossed our fingers
Ten days aloft
The big ring started
Un-manned controls
Over the problems
To late to turn back now
Turn back now
The sound machine was going down
The sound machine was going down
Higher