Song for Eric Solomon to Sing - Elway

The sum of all that I believed turned out to be nothing but a whisper in a

breeze

And I was lost in a meritocracy now with nothing but the tunes to carry me

With the industry aswing in the gallows that we made

They’ll stumble round for someone else to blame

There’s no sense in believing that our wounds will never mend

Gotta live our lives before they end

So rat me out to the scene police cause I’d rather be living

Rather be living

Well these are our friends they’re no commodities

And don’t you forget it

Don’t you forget it

For a scene that prides itself on fun and doing it yourself

Sure like to use our friends as stepping stones

I guess the reason that I play is to be free

From the risk of the ones on top shoving me below

Woah-oh-oh-oh