This song is some solid poetic Minimalism with Michael W. Dean on music. Phil Wormuth on words and speaking. + Guest Chandler St. Pierre on words and speaking.
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(Chandler St. Pierre’s words):
under the stars
revolution on the radio
blue moon in hand
the road was wet with anticipation
it was a shock to the senses
just enough danger
to feel naked and alive
going for broke
in one magnificent moment
a chance for rare adventure
with cool waters and humility
and eyes that held the promise of
it was fun while it lasted
(Phil Wormuth’s words):
I’m just another piece of paper
full of irked words –
a chorus of admissions,
a reaction against the consequences
resulting in reluctant promises
and questionable accomplishments.
I guess I haven’t gone too far –
a half-century-old frivolous chorus
drowning in the on-going loudness
from a band called something
playing in this dump again.
PHIL’s NOTES: I worked on this for a little over an hour. I only added a few words for continuity that weren’t in the BipTunia Lyric Generator and rearranged some things for meaning.