Songteksten
Rolling the dice is an illusion
Cast your line for a bite
Lost in the time, and all this confusion
Whoa, oh
There's always a chance to make it be right
Won't you come on out and step into the real thing?
In the space between frames, that's where we'll figure it out
'Cause it all looks the same through a filter of doubt
Throw me down the river
Brace me on a cloud
Drop me with my demons to go
High up above, in undefined spaces
Faces of hope, shapes of love
Julep and I, something so daring, whoa-oh
Precious smile, so much to show
Won't you come on out and step into the real thing?
In the space between frames, that's where we'll figure it out
'Cause it all looks the same through a filter of doubt
Throw me down the river
Brace me on a cloud
Drop me with my demons to go
In the space between frames, that's where we'll figure it out
'Cause it all looks the same through a filter of doubt
Throw me down the river
Brace me on a cloud
Drop me with my demons to go
Written by: Dan Lebowitz