David Lingabee Songs & Songwriting

Song#: 21

Album
Name of Song: The Game of Life

Made with bad intention,
To start the game of life,
So silently implanted
So we end up making strife.

It’s all just a wavelength,
It’s source, so long ago,
Minute in what its size is,
Silently it just grows.

Chorus
Many different wavelengths,
Many different forms,
Many different ways to live,
Reforms end up as norms.
______

Our life is made of rhythms,
Infused within our being,
We love to move within them,
They calm what we are seeing.

It sounds, well all too simple,
Too simple to believe,
But nothing is the way it seems,
And many times deceived.

Chorus
Many different wavelengths,
Many different forms,
Many different ways to live,
Reforms end up as norms.
_______

Made with bad intention,
To start the game of life,
So silently implanted
So we end up making strife.

It’s all just a wavelength,
It’s source, so long ago,
Minute in what its size is,
Silently it just grows.

Chorus
Many different wavelengths,
Many different forms,
Many different ways to live,
Reforms end up as norms.
______

Our life is made of rhythms,
Infused within our being,
We love to move within them,
They calm what we are seeing.

It sounds, well all too simple,
Too simple to believe,
But nothing is the way it seems,
And many times deceived.

Chorus
Many different wavelengths,
Many different forms,
Many different ways to live,
Reforms end up as norms.
______

Waves upon waves of freedom,
Waves upon waves of love,
Waves upon waves of endless time
that merge within our mind.

Waves upon waves of freedom,
Waves upon waves of love,
Waves upon waves of endless time
that merge within our mind.
________

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