story behind the song: of cliques and pecking orders and those who apparently still live for that kind of recognition. distilled and amalgamated from various conversations that took place in my general vicinity, be it bus, sidewalk, watering hole etc.
Lyrics
maybe you thought
that you would play nice
maybe sort of pretend
maybe you thought
you would avoid that flight
fancying make believe trends
maybe you thought
you could melt the ice
with only the heat of your smile
maybe you thought
or wondered it would be like
without hymns or hurts for awhile
you can't believe you'd choose
to forget too or to make amends
you can't believe you'd lose
that will to be or those friends
you can't believe you'd choose
to get lost in all "that depends"
you can't believe you'd lose
to become a wanna be,
a follower again
maybe you thought
that you would roll the dice
maybe sort out the present
maybe you thought
you would avoid being right
when wrong can be so much more than pleasant
maybe you thought
you could taste the delights
of a life lived without practiced denial
maybe you thought
you would rule thru the night
the new priestess of survival
you can't believe you'd choose
to forget too or to make amends
you can't believe you'd lose
that will to be or those friends
those friends?
ah those friends ...
