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Soul Asylum - Gravity Lyrics

There's a little man, who can get his hands
On a plan to sell the planet
Walks the walk, and he talks the talk
And for half up front you could have it

For every answer there are ways to shoot it down
We'll need some greenbacks, and a green light
Some jets with wings to get this new thing off the ground

But I can't stand the gravity, can't stand it
The way you handle it, I got to hand it to you
No I can't stand the gravity, can't stand it
Just like you planned it, I'm coming out of my shoes

All shined up
They wind me up
Like a toy on the first day of school
Stranded, abandoned
Still waiting in a line of fools

For every question there are answers to spare
Stop at the convenient store without convenience we ain't going anywhere

No I can't stand the gravity, can't stand it
The way you handle it, I got to hand it to you
No I can't stand the gravity, can't stand it, just like you planned it
I'm coming out of my shoes

So far from home
Just drifting off alone
Just floating away
Off into space

Shine down a dead end street
Go get what you need
Just a trick or treat
It's all the same to me
Live how you wanna live

Just like a candlelight
Like a shooting star, still flickering, still glowing
The room is still on fire

For every question there are ways to shoot it down
Put your feet down on the cold ground
I do believe that this time you are coming around

I can't stand the gravity, can't stand it
The way you handle it, I got to hand it to you
No I can't stand the gravity, can't stand it
Just like you planned it, I'm coming out of my shoes

No I can't stand the gravity, can't stand it
The way you handle it, I got to hand it to you
No I can't stand the gravity, can't stand it, don't understand it
I'm coming out of my shoes

Shine down a dead end street
Go get what you need
Just a trick or treat
It's all the same to me
Live how you wanna live
Like a candle light, shooting star, still flickering
You can always take your time, unless the room's on fire
Make it last a while, still glowing
Floating on a summer breeze, a warm wind, roaring
Like a dandelion starting to disintegrate