lyrics
Probably Not
Walkin' down the street tonight,
I see a bright, unusual light,
That's flyin' round and round in circles.
It's up, down, spinning round,
Playin' dot-to-dot from sky to ground.
It maybe angels,
It may be God,
It might be a shooting star,
It's probably not.
Through the trees I see it flyin',
Wonderin' on whom it's spyin',
It's coming on down my way,
It's on, off, there is no sound,
Behind me now I turn around.
Can't believe how bright it glows,
Wonder what the radar shows,
Bet they say it's only earth-lights.
Don't believe a word they say,
Can't explain it all away.
credits
from
Broken Bridge,
released June 7, 2002
Written, Recorded and Produced by Ryan Mitchell-Smith 2002.
© Ryan Mitchell-Smith 2002. All Rights Reserved.
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