Written and produced by Bird and Byron

Mastered by Brian Lucey

Lyrics:
She’s got a bit of a hold on me
She doesn’t practice modesty
But she should practice sympathy
Oh I swear
I could die for that red hair

I might look up
And I might get wise
Maybe I’ll find myself in her mind
From time to time

But I’m gonna try, I’m gonna try
I’m gonna take my bow (take it now)
I’ve given up now
I guess it’s over now

It’s the lesson of love
In everything she does and says
It’s the lesson of life
When she holds me tight
I’ll be there, I’ll be there

She’s got a bit of a grasp on me
But I move carefully
Even though that the truth may be
I swear, I think I really care

But what is meant to be, is meant to be
Will someone please just part the sea
So I can finally see
That she’s got a tight grip on me, yeah

But I’m gonna try, I’m gonna try
I’m gonna take my bow (take it now)
I’ve given up now
I guess it’s over now
Baby it’s over now

Well I think it’s over now baby
What a shame
Well I guess it’s over now

It’s the lesson of love
In everything she does and says
It’s the lesson of life
When she holds me tight
I’ll be there, I’ll be there

I’ll be there, darling I’ll be there

Lessons of Love

Why Not?

Lunar Vacation on Audiotree Live

Unlucky (Audiotree Live Version)

Strawberry Shortcake

02:00 AM

Wish You Were Here

Moondoggy's debut album. Thank you for listening...

The Capital City

Different State Of Mind

This is not a dance song (it has a weird time, not easy for the legs)
Guitar solo by Roman Keymer.

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Still waters run deep and leave a lot unsolved
I’m in a vacuum with nothing there to hold
Four in the morning, still captured in the night
One little light gleams since the day my past died

Is it true what they said, an old saying I have found
That a vision in your head throws a shadow on the ground?

Is it a memory or is it just a lie?
Something they told me but never passed me by
I fail to remember however hard I try
Having nothing to depend on is a lot to sacrifice

Even so long after coming home, hard as I dig
Nothing comes around, not a shadow on the ground
Nothing comes around, not a shadow on the ground