More or Less
{ words & music by Simon Spire }
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There’s nothing left on this bumpy ride
Maybe the straight and narrow is proven right
‘Cause everything I’ve been hunting down’s
Just a shadow on empty ground
Like a fly on the window I
Cannot get to the other side just when I
Think I’m reaching the mountain top I look back down
See the start – it’s a long way off
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And I say Yes
More or less I’ve got nothing left
I tried every time for a finishing prize
Instead, more or less, there’s nothing I have left
But I stumble and fall on the starting line
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All I wanted was in my hands
Falling perfectly into plan
And all I wanted has slipped away
Looking more distant everyday
Like I’m flying into the wind
I haven’t left where I started and it seems that
You could say that I had it made and then I
Took a risk and I threw it all away
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I’d say Yes
More or less I’ve got nothing left
I tried every time for a finishing prize
Instead, more or less, there’s nothing I have left
But I stumble and fall on the starting line
I trip and fall on the starting line
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And all of it fades as I’m approaching and then all that’s left
Is an empty pot of gold and a note that says
When you go circling the globe you arrive back home
You have to die just to know you’re alive
All I wanted was in my hands
Falling perfectly into plan
The closer I look the more it fades
Like it never mattered anyway
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Chorus
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As recorded on the album ALL or NOTHING:
- Simon – vocals, guitars, solo
- Ralf Illenberger – additional guitar, keyboard
- Eddy Barattini – drums, percussion
- Troy Perkins – bass