The Precipice (Instrumental) - The Classic Crime
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The Precipice (Instrumental) Lyrics
I wish I could play the violin
I'd play 'til tears roll down your cheek and chin
And if you sang along
We could write the saddest songSometimes I indulge my every whim
And piece by piece I build the cell i'm in
But I only stay here long
Enough to write the saddest songI dreamt I stood on a hill
That I wisedh was a mountain
To look back on all my accomplishments
Well they must have been small
'Cause I couldn't seem to find them
So I took a leap off of the precipiceI wish I could play piano well
I'd hit the keys that made your spirit swell
And if you sang along
We could write the saddest songI dreamt I stood on a hill
That I wished was a mountain
To look back on all my accomplishments
Well they must have been small
Because I couldn't seem to find them
So I took a leap off of the precipiceWhatever the cost, whether it works out or not
Whatever the cost, whether it works out or not
I'll follow you, I'll follow you
I'll follow you with my heartWhatever the cost, whether it works out or not
Whatever the cost, whether it works out or not
I'll follow you, I'll follow you
I'll follow you with my heartI dreamt I stood on a hill
That I wished was a mountain
To look back on all my accomplishments
Well they must have been small
Because I couldn't seem to find them
So I took a leap off of the precipice