When I get out of here I'll probably have to serpentine in time before I start to change the way I feel
When you disappear we'll probably chalk it up to island time
And not look back upon the way I feel
Jewels you choose to decline: gamma rays, GABA mines
When I'm not wanted here I take a right and drive to 3rd and Pine
And find a guy who'll change the way I feel
But not what it appears - you thought that I was high for all this time
And never checked into the way I feel
You drill 'til you find blackened pools, blackened minds
When we walk the line we make a vow to celebrate two lives
And not depend upon the way I feel
Not two, but three at a time - each left alone without a way to find
A way to get around the way I feel
It's good to decide
Past the truth, past my time
The Martha's Vinyard Ferries - Chalk It up to Island Time Lyrics
The Martha's Vinyard Ferries - Chalk It up to Island Time Lyrics
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When I get out of here I'll probably have to serpentine in time before I start to change the way I feel
When you disappear we'll probably chalk it up to island time
And not look back upon the way I feel
Jewels you choose to decline: gamma rays, GABA mines
When I'm not wanted here I take a right and drive to 3rd and Pine
And find a guy who'll change the way I feel
But not what it appears - you thought that I was high for all this time
And never checked into the way I feel
You drill 'til you find blackened pools, blackened minds
When we walk the line we make a vow to celebrate two lives
And not depend upon the way I feel
Not two, but three at a time - each left alone without a way to find
A way to get around the way I feel
It's good to decide
Past the truth, past my time
When you disappear we'll probably chalk it up to island time
And not look back upon the way I feel
Jewels you choose to decline: gamma rays, GABA mines
When I'm not wanted here I take a right and drive to 3rd and Pine
And find a guy who'll change the way I feel
But not what it appears - you thought that I was high for all this time
And never checked into the way I feel
You drill 'til you find blackened pools, blackened minds
When we walk the line we make a vow to celebrate two lives
And not depend upon the way I feel
Not two, but three at a time - each left alone without a way to find
A way to get around the way I feel
It's good to decide
Past the truth, past my time
Writer: Bob Weston, Chris Brokaw, Elisha Wiesner
Copyright: Lyrics © ROUGH TRADE PUBLISHING
Copyright: Lyrics © ROUGH TRADE PUBLISHING
Performed By: The Martha's Vinyard Ferries
Language: English
Length: 2:22
Written by: Bob Weston, Chris Brokaw, Elisha Wiesner