paroles de chanson The Halls of Stockdale - Analog Moon

Well there is only one way
He said it can't be done
But in the Halls of Stockdale
We were biding time for everyone
We counted 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, and 11
Singing about it all the time
About a quarter to 7
We forgot about the waiting line

We could fly in the middle
So high in the middle
We could fly in the middle
So High
We could fly in the middle
So high in the middle
We could fly in the middle
So High

Oh no you can't cheat death he said
And he spit in my eye just for kicks
And for a moment I stood there
Thought I'd drop him like a sack of bricks
But in the Halls of Stockdale
There's no need to put another down
You'll miss your chance and before it's done
You'll be flying everyone around

We could fly in the middle
So high in the middle
We could fly in the middle
So High
We could fly in the middle
So high in the middle
We could fly in the middle
So High
We could fly in the middle
So high in the middle
We could fly in the middle
So High
We could fly in the middle
So high in the middle
We could fly in the middle
So High

It should be fine if you wait until later
'Cuz you know it takes a while to recover
Oh how time is a sweet alligator
Too bad you can't have one or the other
Spend your time playing in front of the speaker
On the wing you are the master conductor
If it's late you know your sense is no weaker
'Cuz you know it takes time to discover