Lyrics

The Choices That We Make
©JC Ashbaker 3-14-2016

Life was as simple as Simon, the Boys of Summer still hung on the wall
And as loud as the phone kept on ringing, I never answered that call
At the same time the organ was playing, a tune with a vulnerable sound
By August the strings had all broken, rhythmic order crashed to the ground

---Chorus---
Yeah, the choices that we make
Are the chances that we take
Mostly ours, while some are fate
Some come too early, some too late
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Well, I moved right on without changing and without changing, nothing will change
I was dumber than the game I was playing and it's no fun to win at that game
I never did smile in the mirror and the crying was always in vain
Don't count up the time I was wasting, while the outcome was always the same

---Repeat Chorus---

--Bridge--
Oh, I have learned
You pay your dues, you take your turn
To feel the passion, the fire must burn
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Now, if this song just sounds sad & lonesome, I can understand if that's what you've heard
But, there are two sides to every old story, whichever story is yours
I've got it much better than some folks and some folks got it much better than me
It's all in the way that your looking, that determines what you'll happen to see

---Repeat Chorus---