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Same As Yesterday

Words and Music by Michael Koppelman.

Same As Yesterday

Knowing
A morning grey and fey and lightly snowing
I do believe I really should be going
The time is high and so am I
Up where the seagulls fly away
It’s the same as yesterday

Caring
I must admit it doesn’t feel like sharing
Bleeding out your life and seldom daring
Now the time is through and so are you
Don’t know what you should do or say
It’s the same as yesterday

© 2005 Tribe of Angles