Adam Cole: Music

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My daughter created this fantastic lick and I had to write a song good enough for it to go into.

Pebble

If on a
Quantum level all of life is just possibilities
Then what leaves us when we die is just possibility, the
Soul as a collection of unknowable futures with the
Body frozen in a final sorrow.

Gonna jump into a bump of moldy limited energy
Then I’m gonna punch it, put my fist to the enemy
I don’t care if I get hurt, it’s my body anyway
Gotta keep on punching til tomorrow.

CHORUS
Gonna hold on with ten fingers
Gonna start steerin’ this ride
Gonna achieve a dream
Like a pebble in a stream
Changing the face of the tide


Well I
Got a lick that’s written by my eight-year old daughter and I’m
Gonna give her credit cause I know that I oughter, cause she’s
Proud Athena coming out my oversized forehead and it
Serves me right I should have known it better.

Oh you
Mother of a thousand charms I’m grabbin’ the line you threw, I’ll
Take it through the labyrinth ‘til I’m face to face with you
Absynthe of a muscle man say hey what I’m tryin to do
Put my Moby Dick inside a letter.

CHORUS

Got the
Blues and I can’t lose ‘em so I’m singin my heart away
Culture’s cryin, desert dyin’, living another day
Rather like it like a rocket shot through the everblue
Better there ‘cause it keeps getting hotter!