Words and music by Michael Koppelman
Michael Koppelman: Guitar, vocals, strange noises
Kurt Koppelman: Bass, strange noises
Andrew Deckard: Drums, percussion, strange noises
Recorded by Dave Kent at Synergy Studios, Minneapolis MN
Up To You
How do you go from high to low?
Why can you see what I mean?
How can it be such a mystery
These desperate things you have seen?
But if it was up to me, you’d be young and I’d be free . . .
That’s all you’ve known, “Leave me alone”
Is all you know how to do
But I can see through the misery
That something else tries to get through
But if it was up to you, would you change the things you do . . . ?
Do you think you’ll do the deed someday?
Make up your mind and blow yourself away?
It’s not the thing I’d like to be
But it’s not up to me
How do you go from high to low?
Why can you see what I mean?
How can you be such a mystery
And never go in between?
But if it was up to you, you’d be young and I’d be free . . .
It’s not the thing I’d like to be
Make up your mind but it’s not up to me
If death’s a thing you want to do
I guess it’s up to you
© 2005 Tribe of Angels (ASCAP)