My pact... on how to part this world
 
Country, acoustic folk, folk-rock, indie pop.
One man band - a wide range of acoustic based country, pop and folk crossover music.
 	
Story behind the song
I have a couple of years or so left... so I'm deciding now on the attitude I take with me...
	
Lyrics
1.
I suppose I’ve been torn, on which way to go
I’ve been making it easy and taking it slow
And you have the right to think
I've all the time in the world
But that’s not how it is, as a matter of fact
I’ve reached a conclusion and I’ve made a pact
As the sand in my glass slips to nothing
And I gather to fall… it’s my call…
Chorus:
I’m going to drift away, waving at shadows of Angels
I’m going to bippetty bop, to the end of each day
I’m going to shimmy and shape myself feathers of Angel wings
Find myself a hill… run, stretch and then fly away
2.
I’ll scribble on papers, I’ll make all the signs
I’ll gather my patterns, kiss all my designs
I’ll cross all my tees and dot i’s
I’ll see that I do
All that is important, I know it for sure
I’ll bottle my love and I’ll leave it in store
I hope I can say I managed it
Ticketyboo… toodle oo…
Chorus:
I’m going to drift away, waving at shadows of Angels
I’m going to bippetty bop, to the end of each day
I’m going to shimmy and shape myself feathers of Angel wings
Find myself a hill… run, stretch and then fly away
Bridge:
Yes love, I know that you don’t find this sort of thing funny
Yes love, I know that reality always cuts in
Demanding a dance with the devil… where I quietly want to cross over
But love, where I’m going the devil just cannot cut in
Tag:
… Cos’ that how it is, as a matter of fact
I’ve reached a conclusion and I’ve made a pact
As the sand in my glass slips to nothing
And I gather to fall… it’s my call…
Chorus:
I’m going to drift away, waving at shadows of Angels
I’m going to bippetty bop, to the end of each day
I’m going to shimmy and shape myself feathers of Angel wings
Find myself a hill… run, stretch and then fly away
Sleep, dream, run, stretch and then fly away
On the feathers of Angels