Back Burner - Greg X. Volz

Some people have it: the winning habit

The spark that takes them far

Don’t know what to name it, or how you can tame it

But they rise up like a star

But you know that you can trust someone

Who has really felt the pain

Of standing still when the world goes by

When time passes, it all looks the same

Nothing has changed on the backburner;

there’s not much happening here

Sometimes I think you must be a slow learner

To wake up year after year with not much to say

Not much to do

Not much to show you that your calling is true

Backburner

You feel so lonely

Your faith goes only as far as you can see

Your feet in chains while your heart’s in flames

And everybody says, «You've gotta think positively,»

But there’s a man who had to rot in a cell

Before he ever sat on the throne

The only change that’ll ever hold up

Goes under the skin, clear to the bone

Nothing has changed on the backburner;

There’s not much happening here

Sometimes I think you must be a slow learner

To wake up year after year

Nothing has changed on the backburner;

There’s not much happening here

Sometimes I think you must be a slow learner

To wake up year after year with nothing to do

Nothing to say, nothing to take this old feeling away

Backburner

Nothing has changed on the backburner;

There’s not much happening here

Sometimes I think you must be a slow learner

To wake up year after year, after year, after…

Nothing has changed on the backburner;

There’s not much happening here

Sometimes I think you must be a slow learner

To wake up year after year with not much to say

Not much to do

Not much to show you that your calling is true

One day, it’s gonna be through — this backburner

Backburner

Backburner

Say man, what are you cooking back there?

It must be awful good;

it’s been on there a long time

Ooh, hey, hey, hey, hey

Give it to me

Get back

Way, way, way, way back

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