"No Pianos" genre: Rock
	lo fi play (dial-up) hi fi play (broadband) download (4.1 MB)	email track to a friend	add to My.MP3
	Lyrics As I’m looking at my hands I crack a smile ‘Cause I’m dreaming that my grasp is getting wide I feel I’ve got life by the neck I’m wringing it for what I get Time for sit and wait is over; it’s time for movement And with No Pianos from above No trapdoors under my walk No more flies in my soup It’s time to face the truth It’s going well It’s going well There’s an upward sloping feeling taking me On a course that looks almost collision-free A stead gain of momentum A crawl evolves into a run A nagging anticipation of a corner And with No Pianos from above No trapdoors under my walk No more flies in my soup It’s time to face the truth It’s going well It’s going well And that scares me That scares me That scares me That scares me Will my locomotive derail at full steam? Is my yellow-brick road journey just naïve? ‘Cause I wasn’t born quite yesterday I know that things get in the way I’m just making my escape for the moment And with No Pianos from above No trapdoors under my walk No more flies in my soup It’s time to face the truth It’s going well It’s going well And that scares me That scares me That scares me That scares me. As I’m looking at my hands I crack a smile ‘Cause I’m dreaming that my grasp is getting wide I feel I’ve got life by the neck I’m wringing it for what I get Time for sit and wait is over; it’s time for movement And with No Pianos from above No trapdoors under my walk No more flies in my soup It’s time to face the truth It’s going well It’s going well There’s an upward sloping feeling taking me On a course that looks almost collision-free A stead gain of momentum A crawl evolves into a run A nagging anticipation of a corner And with No Pianos from above No trapdoors under my walk No more flies in my soup It’s time to face the truth It’s going well It’s going well And that scares me That scares me That scares me That scares me Will my locomotive derail at full steam? Is my yellow-brick road journey just naïve? ‘Cause I wasn’t born quite yesterday I know that things get in the way I’m just making my escape for the moment And with No Pianos from above No trapdoors under my walk No more flies in my soup It’s time to face the truth It’s going well It’s going well And that scares me That scares me That scares me That scares me.

Copyright notice. All material on MP3.com is protected by copyright law and by international treaties. You may download this material and make reasonable number of copies of this material only for your own personal use. You may not otherwise reproduce, distribute, publicly perform, publicly display, or create derivative works of this material, unless authorized by the appropriate copyright owner(s).