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Daily Archives: September 22nd, 2012

Vanilla Web by DCA

Every starry night
I like to look up
And pick out the planes
Where did they take off?
Where will they land?

Every now and then
I like to walk for miles
With my headphones in
Are we better off now
Than we were way back when?

I know, I know, I know
This ain’t no vanilla web I’m caught up in
I know, I know, I know
This ain’t no web for catching dreams
I know, I know, I know
This vanilla web ain’t for make pretend

There are bucket lists
There are empty pans
Unrest is running with Peace of Mind
Seers are dressed up as the weatherman
And Danger walks and whistles

[break – whistling]

Danger, I’d watch your back
You and your list of demands
And the common man
Everyone wants to be a renegade
Blue jeans, a make believe cape
A holster and a pistol
Don’t ask me why, why, why
I’m only one man
I know, I know, I know
This ain’t no vanilla web we’re caught up in

This ain’t no vanilla web we’re caught up in
This ain’t no web for catching dreams
This vanilla web ain’t for make pretend

I know, I know, I know
This ain’t no vanilla web we’re caught up in
I know, I know, I know
This ain’t no web for catching dreams
I know, I know, I know
This vanilla web ain’t for make pretend

This ain’t no vanilla web we’re caught up in
This ain’t no web for catching dreams
This vanilla web ain’t for make pretend

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