Get It Out

November 14, 2007

Get it out, get it out

Just allow yourself to shout about

The moments that might have been

The sights you could have seen

 

Well let’s not get ourselves stressed, too excited, or depressed

Cause it’s not what it seems

There’s someone in between

 

And everybody claims to know

But I won’t believe it ’till you say so

You’re not the one

We’re just like that settin’ sun

 

So get it out, get it out

Just allow yourself to shout about

The stars, and what did they mean?

And the leaves, how they were green

 

Well it seems I won the battle, but I lost the war

Seems that I don’t matter, now that love’s a chore

Seems I won the battle, but I lost the war

Seems that you don’t matter, now that hearts are sore

 

So get it out, get it out

Just allow yourself to shout about

The moments I was too keen

And the dream that I had seen

 

So what if we could say what we mean,

And everything, we could mean to say?

Oh, with my heart you play

But I expected that anyway

 

Well it seems I won the battle, but I lost the war

Seems that I don’t matter, now that love’s a chore

Seems I won the battle, but I lost the war

Seems that you don’t matter, now that hearts are sore

 

 

 

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