David Lingabee Songs & Songwriting

Song#: 11

Album
Name of Song: Memories unwanted

They come and they go,
They make you slow,
They paralyze inside of you,
What are they?

Sometimes they stay,
Where do they go?,
Where do they live?,
Most don’t want to know.

Chorus
Ignorance is bliss,
When thoughts of our mind,
Many feel fear
and would rather stay blind.
Yes I know there is pleasure
Of times that were great,
But those losses and pain
Give us what we call fate.
_______

Our mind is this tool
we can use to survive,
But losses and pain
make us feel petrified.

Your will is your strength,
To stand all alone,
Asserting yourself
So remain on your throne.

Losses and pain,
Have emotional grasp,
They stick you in time,
And they cause you to gasp.

Chorus
Ignorance is bliss,
When thoughts of our mind,
Many feel fear
and would rather stay blind.
Yes I know there is pleasure
Of times that were great,
But losses and pain
Give us what we call fate.
_______

They come and they go,
They make you slow,
They paralyze inside of you,
What are they?

Sometimes they stay,
Where do they go?,
Where do they live?,
Most don’t want to know.

Chorus
Ignorance is bliss,
When thoughts of our mind,
Many feel fear
and would rather stay blind.
Yes I know there is pleasure
Of times that were great,
But those losses and pain
Give us what we call fate.
_______

Our mind is this tool
we can use to survive,
But losses and pain
make us feel petrified.

Your will is your strength,
To stand all alone,
Asserting yourself
So remain on your throne.

Losses and pain,
Have emotional grasp,
They stick you in time,
And they cause you to gasp.

Chorus
Ignorance is bliss,
When thoughts of our mind,
Many feel fear
and would rather stay blind.
Yes I know there is pleasure
Of times that were great,
But losses and pain
Give us what we call fate.
_______

Bridge
Tired of the grind,
Confront your own mind,
Erase all that pain,
And you’ll feel outside time.
Tired of the grind,
Confront your own mind,
Erase all that pain,
And you’ll feel outside time.
______

They come and they go,
They make you slow,
They paralyze inside of you,
What are they?

Sometimes they stay,
Where do they go?,
Where do they live?,
Most don’t want to know.

Chorus
Ignorance is bliss,
When thoughts of our mind,
Many feel fear
and would rather stay blind.
Yes I know there is pleasure
Of times that were great,
But those losses and pain
Give us what we call fate.
_______

Our mind is this tool
we can use to survive,
But losses and pain
make us feel petrified.

Your will is your strength,
To stand all alone,
Asserting yourself
So remain on your throne.

Losses and pain,
Have emotional grasp,
They stick you in time,
And they cause you to gasp.

Chorus
Ignorance is bliss,
When thoughts of our mind,
Many feel fear
and would rather stay blind.
Yes I know there is pleasure
Of times that were great,
But losses and pain
Give us what we call fate.
_______

Tired of the grind,
Confront your own mind,
Erase all that pain,
And you’ll feel outside time.

Tired of the grind,
Confront your own mind,
Erase all that pain,
And you’ll feel outside time.
________

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