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Philosophy (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Won’t you look up at the skyline
At the mortar, block, and glass
And check out the reflections in my eyes
You see they always used to be there
Even when this was all was grass
And I sang and danced about a high-rise
And you were laughing at my helmet hat
Laughing at my torch

Go ahead you can laugh all you want
But I got my philosophy, keeps my feet on the ground
And I trust it like the ground
And that’s why my philosophy
Keeps me walking when I’m falling down
I see that there is evil and I know that there is good
Yet the in-betweens I never understood
Won’t you look at me I’m crazy
But I get the job done
Yeah, I’m crazy but I get the job done
And I say…
Go ahead you can laugh all you want
But I got my philosophy, keeps my feet on the ground
And I trust it like the ground
And that’s why my philosophy
Keeps me walking when I’m falling down
I pushed you cause I loved you guys
I did not realize you weren’t having fun
And I dragged you up the stairs
And I told you to fly
You were flapping your arms
When you started to cry, you were too high, too high

You take this all for granted
You take the mortar, block, and glass
And you forget the speech that moved the stone
But it’s really not that you can’t see
The forest from the trees
You never been out in the woods alone
So you can laugh all you want to
I’ve got my philosophy, keeps my feet on the ground
And I love you you’re my friend
But you got no philosophy
And now it’s time for the song to end

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Philosophy (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Won’t you look up at the skyline
At the mortar block and glass
And check out the reflections
In my eyes
You see they always
Used to be there
Even when this all was grass
And i sang and danced
About a high-rise

You were laughing at
My helmet hat
Laughing at my torch

Chorus
Go ahead you can
Laugh all you want
I got my philosophy
Keeps my feet on the ground
And i trust it like the ground
And that’s why my philosophy(my phil-)
It keeps me walking when i’m falling down(o-so-phy)
I see that there is evil
And i know that there is good
And the inbetweens
I never understood
Won’t you look at me
I’m crazy
But i get the job done
Yeah i’m crazy
But i get the job done

Chorus

I pushed you ‘cause
I loved you guys
I didn’t realize
You weren’t having fun
I dragged you up the stairs
And i told you to fly
You were flapping your arms
You started to cry
You were too high
Too high

You may take this all for granted
Take the mortar, block and glass
And you forget the speech
That moved the stone
It’s really not the you can’t see
The forest for the trees
You’ve never been out
In the woods before

Go ahead you can laugh
All you want
But i got my philosophy
Keeps my feet on the ground
And i love you
You’re my friend
But you got no philosophy
Now it’s time for this song to end

Philosophy (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Nothing good can ever seem to last but it’s goodness that delivers us our past nothing good can ever come of this i’m sure
But sometimes you are granted just one wish and every now and then there’ll come a time when you are lost in your own
Mind and then you’ll understand just why we were put here on this earth and why nothing good can last nothing good
Can ever seem to stay but it’s great to see those great things fade away nothing good will ever come of this i’m sure
But in the end we are all still innocent

Philosophy (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Told ya’ darlin’
All along,
I was right and you were wrong.
A-pleasin’ you,
So hard to do.
Cried all night long,
Was beatin’ through.
Can’t sow wild oats
‘spect to gather corn.
Can’t take right
And make it wrong.
Told ya’ darlin’,
Long time ago,
You gotta reap
What you sow, and what you sow, yeah,
Is gonna make you weep,
A-some day,
A-some day,
A-some day.
Yeah, what you sow, yeah,
‘s gonna make you weep.

Tried to keep you
Satisfied;
Broke my heart,
Crushed my pride.
It’s all over now,
But all i see
Is a lonely road
And a memory of
Daily walkin’
And talkin’
‘bout joanne.
Can’t ya’ see,
I said, daily walkin’
And talkin’.

Can’t sow wild oats
‘spect to gather corn.
Can’t take right
And make it wrong.
I told ya’ darlin’,
Long time ago,
You gotta reap
What you sow, and what you sow, yeah,
Gonna make you weep,
A-some day,
A-some day,
Some day.
Yeah, what you sow, yeah,
Gonna make you weep,
A-some days.