Lyrics, rough draft:
After all the life changing moments
That were obliterated by the morning hangover
All I'm left with is an existitential misfire
A note to all the songs lost
And it's as clear today as the night when
Roddy came to me between Propagandhi and Enya
I know you were telling me what I've always suspected:
The first step, merely by its presence, is paramount.
So I sing away the sickness with a voice
That may seem laughable to some
But this step could be a life changing moment.
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