Song parody of
Blind Invincibility
by Postcard Strangers
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When these clouds blow far away
I'll be shining through this December rain
Cause i'm your sun
Bright in your sky
Oh mother moon
How do I know when my golden years are gone
And the weight of what i've done begins to show on my face like a scar
How many six-packs and cigarettes
Does it take to get my childhood nostalgia back
I've been running from responsibilities
Now I must play the hand dealt to me
This Christmas Eve
The tables have turned onto me
And finally it's time to repay
All those years that you gave to me
I know it's hard but change is gonna come
It's serendipity after all
How do I know when my golden years are gone
And the weight of what I've done begins to show on my face like a scar
How many six-packs and cigarettes
Does it take to get my childhood nostalgia back
Let me hold on to this sense of blind invincibility
Let me hold on to this sense of blind invincibility
Let me hold on to this sense of blind invincibility
When these clouds blow far away
I'll be shining through this December rain
Cause i'm your sun
Bright in your sky
Oh mother moon
How do I know when my golden years are gone
And the weight of what i've done begins to show on my face like a scar
How many six-packs and cigarettes
Does it take to get my childhood nostalgia back
I've been running from responsibilities
Now I must play the hand dealt to me
This Christmas Eve
The tables have turned onto me
And finally it's time to repay
All those years that you gave to me
I know it's hard but change is gonna come
It's serendipity after all
How do I know when my golden years are gone
And the weight of what I've done begins to show on my face like a scar
How many six-packs and cigarettes
Does it take to get my childhood nostalgia back
Let me hold on to this sense of blind invincibility
Let me hold on to this sense of blind invincibility
Let me hold on to this sense of blind invincibility
