John Garrison
John Garrison
John Garrison
John Garrison
John Garrison
John Garrison
John Garrison
John Garrison
John Garrison
John Garrison
John Garrison
John Garrison
Bugs to the light glow in a distant sky visible for miles
Light up the heavens
Glow from above
The future is bright I am told
So I jump on the tracks
Holding one way
Intentions are clear for all to see
Walls grey and old
Soaked up the eye
Of everyone I, I want to be
With a bag on my back
Holding a life
A whole bunch of 24's that add up to nothing
A fire in my bones burning
Time waits for no one
Like an old black and white
Everything so fast
Everything so fast
Eyes never meet
Words never speak
I stand on a neck to see where to go
With a bag on my back
Holding a life
A whole bunch of 24's that add up to nothing
A fire in my bones burning
Time waits for no one
Just one insignificant lonely grain of sand on an infinite shore
What price to pay as the sparks signify another going away?
With a bag on my back
Holding a life
A whole bunch of 24's that add up to nothing
A fire in my bones burning
Time waits for no one
Time waits for no one
Time waits for no one
Time waits for no one
Time waits for no one
Time waits for no one
Time waits for no one
Bugs To The Light was written by John Garrison.
Bugs To The Light was produced by John Garrison.