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Written by Jack Bandit
Recorded at Red Booth Recording
Rochester, New York
Produced and Mixed by Brian Moore
lyrics
Once again I'm at the top
Thinking I should just jump off
This 5 foot 6 building
The sun grasps for a last breath
Sinking down there's not much left
And the world becomes so still, yea
I guess this is just how it ends
No way around any of this
And when I don't know for sure
Oh yeah I wander, wander
Spend some time getting lost
Clear the way through your thoughts
And let the memories find you
Kicking stones down the road
Ricochet, watch them roll
And wonder why there's no control
I guess this is just how it ends
No way around any of this
but when I don't know for sure
Oh yeah I'll wander, wander
This cannot be just how it ends
There's a way around any of this
But when I don't know for sure
Oh yea I'll wander, wander
Whoa oh, Whoa oh, Whoa oh
Yea, Yea
Whoa oh, Whoa oh, Whoa oh
Yea, Yea
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released 01 March 2010
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