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Gravity Lyrics - Delayed Reaction - Soul Asylum

There's a little old man, who can get his hands 

On a brand new silver planet 

Walks the walk, and he talks the talk 

If I had the world he could have it 

 

For every question there are ways to shoot it down 

Well there's a greenback, a green light 

So we suggest we get this new thing off the ground 

 

But I can't stand the gravity, can't stand it 

The way you handled it, I got to hand it to you 

No I can't stand the gravity, understand it 

The way you handled it, I'm coming out of my shoes 

 

Shudder, and wind me up 

Like a toy on my first day of school 

Stranded, abandoned 

It's the rent and I'm out of food 

 

For every answer there are questions to spare 

It's nothing but convenience though it's not convenient 

We ain't going anywhere 

 

But I can't stand the gravity, can't stand it 

The way you handled it, I come and hand it to you 

But I can't stand the gravity, understand it 

The way you handled it, I'm coming out of my shoes 

 

Come on home 

Drifting up alone 

Burning away 

Up in the space 

 

Lie down in a dream 

Tell me whatcha need 

Just a circuitry 

It's only sanctity 

Live how you wanna live 

 

Circle like a satellite 

Like a shooting star, still flickering, still glowing 

The room is still on fire 

 

For every answer there are ways to shoot it down 

Down on the cold ground do you believe that this time you are comin' round 

 

But I can't stand the gravity, can't stand it 

The way you handled it, I come and hand it to you 

No I can't stand the gravity, can't stand it 

The way you handled it, I'm coming out of my shoes 

 

Lie down in a dream 

Tell me whatcha need 

It's only sanctity 

Just a circuitry 

Live how you wanna live 

Like a shooting star 

Like candle light, still flickering 

Floating like a bumble bee, in a whirlwind, blowing 

Like a candle light 

Starting to disintegrate 

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