Suzanna Choffel

Stumble

written by Suzanna Choffel

copyright 2008

I'm trying to preserve my word,

not a sound should be heard unless it's beautiful.

Like, la da ba da ba da ba shadoo-badoo-baday.

Most people waste their breath, 'til death do us part,

I do declare.

Make good use of your air while it's there.

I'm going back down the path,

Trying to find the point where I lost it all.

Where is the crack, that made me fall- stumble and fall...

Like...

I said I stumble and I fall, like...

See some people think you can get well within one day.

Give me whatever you got doc, that'll make me okay.

Okay right away.

But there's 60 minutes to each hour and 24 within a day,

within one sweet day to lose your way in.

But isn't it great that we get to begin all over again?

Like... 

I said begin that swing again like...

Now that I'm back on track with my map and a fat sack of ashes,

Of bad bad habits,

See I know what I need to do.

But that's where it gets me every time, 

The temptation that leads to the crime.

See I'm a repeat offender,

I'm an impulse-spender.

So how do I stop?

How do I drop this very tragic affair?

And what's more, what's really more is do I even care?

Do I really even care?

Well of course I care

 G

you've been trying to get away from what you've known,

you've been flying to places where you've never flown,

C

and your feelings are ones you've never even shown.

stop your crying, get yourself up out of bed,

they've been lying, all those voices in your head,

start applying your own true voice instead.

and it's just dust on the window.

and you must trust what you know.

that somewhere in the    love down below,

all your golden fires glow.

all your golden fires glow.

instrumental

and it's just dust on the window.

and you must trust what you know.

that somewhere in the love down below,

all your golden fires glow.

all your golden fires glow