Gentle at first, but with a rousing, passionate chorus.
Lyrics/Music/Singing/Playing/Pschoanalysis/Arranging/Recording:Tom O'Brien
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I was in a little bit of depression and couldn't figure out why. I just said to myself, "This is not like me," amd writing about it helped me out of it.
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This must be someone else's sky
Cuz mine is blue
This must be someone else's love
Cuz mine is true
And as I look up to the rain
Can't help but wonder why
I'm under someone else's
Someone else's sky
This must be someone else's tale
Cuz mine ends good
In mine the hero doesn't fail
Although he could
But when the princess never shows
And the heroes don't prevail
This must be someone else's
Someone else's tale
These are not my tears
Falling from these red eyes
I know how it appears
But heroes never cry
This is not my brain
Cuz mine works well
This is mot my fate
To go through hell
It is way too late
To psychoanalyze
But this is not my
This is not my sky
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