Intermediate
but I've got soul
and I row my boat ashore
Under the magnifier I stall
I get by in context but I don't play no part
Under all the regional thunder
we're equals and we're all looking for a new beginning
Intermediate
but I've got soul
and I row my boat ashore
Under the magnifier I stall
A slow asphyxiation, a carving to the bone
Under all seasonal longing
we're equals and we're all trying to hold on to something