Is there space on the bus
Moving in one straight line
In space and time
All along
While the bell rings
From the yellow line
All the way down the roads
As the old chains creek and pull
The linear bus and its passengers
Freewheeling
At last
Rowing on the frozen shores
I salute the moving rebellion
Steadfast in moving fast
Making decisions
For now and the future
The rebellion lives on
With or without you
I keep my brow low
As the ore slaps the water
And thrust the team onward
Into the morning fog
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This is The Bergamot’s ode to the Mayans. Dedicated to the Mayans on the last day of the world, according to their calendars, December 21st 2012.
ENJOY!!!
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LYRICS:
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VERSE 1
If there was no tomorrow
Do you think you’d be alright?
If you had to go with me
Do you think you’d put up a fight?
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OH
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Leaves and limbs are bending
But the trees are standing upright
There is a bitterness in the air
And a coldness in the night
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OH
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CHORUS:
But I don’t
Want to tell you
All the
Dreams I have
I take a breathe
And turn
That’s when it happens
Your gone
Again
OH NO
OH NO
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Anticipation is building
Fear creeps in through the night
Breathe deep and move quickly
Everything will be alright
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OH
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Fields they are burning
As you hold me close tonight
Winds around us are cursing
They hiss with the passing of time
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OH
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CHORUS (REPEAT)
