Day One

[Emerald Tablet]

http://www.youreallfree.com/music/YAF_DayOne.mp3

Excuse us as we dream these nights away - Melt these bombs into a synthesizer. We're not living in the end of days - We may be young still we've grown much wiser

As the beat goes on.

Tired of your endless monologues - We write our stories into drum computers. All that constitutes our actions and goals - outlined in our love of music. We're not living in the end of days - no ones master, no one slave

As the beat goes on.

Bring us that red button on a silver platter. So we may rewire it to power our gear

Excuse us as we write another song - Forget about who's right or wrong
Or what is ought to be - Or where we belong - Or why we exist. Or what we could miss out on. As we write our own stories. As we choose our own faith

[sbj]

Peace and good happiness stuff.

A somewhat dull day just became a lot less duller.

Cheers

[Bonteburg]

Wow! A big chunk of 80s, a bit of je-ne-sais-quoi – a little pearl to marvel at, like so many of your tunes.

[Emerald Tablet]

Thank YOU chaps.
Big hug