I Count The Ways by Nortec Collective Presents: Bostich + Fussible
I count the ways to disappear,
No one else can trace my tracks around here.
I ride my (1)________ (2)________ at night
And all that can be seen is flickering light.
The air is warm, and the weight is off my mind.
When feeling trapped, make like a river and just go.
It’s never black and (3)__________ unless I say it’s so.
I shift gears and let go; I have total control.
I can’t be haunted if I never see a ghost.
I time it right and (4)________ halfway.
And we (5)__________ our (6)______________ grow so confidently.
I’ve got their backs, and they’ve got mine.
We’re a formidable gang without the crime.
The mood is high, and our (7)__________ picks up downhill.
When feeling trapped, make like a river and just go.
It’s never black and bleak unless I say it’s so.
I shift gears and to let go; I have total control.
I can’t be haunted if I never see a ghost.
I count the ways to disappear,
No one (8)________ can trace my tracks
When feeling trapped, make like a river and just go.
It’s never (9)__________ and bleak unless I say it’s so.
Up to Golden Gate park, on to Ocean Beach.
Back to Western Addition, down to the Mission,
Wind’s a wisping sound
No one else can trace my tracks around here.
I ride my (1)________ (2)________ at night
And all that can be seen is flickering light.
The air is warm, and the weight is off my mind.
When feeling trapped, make like a river and just go.
It’s never black and (3)__________ unless I say it’s so.
I shift gears and let go; I have total control.
I can’t be haunted if I never see a ghost.
I time it right and (4)________ halfway.
And we (5)__________ our (6)______________ grow so confidently.
I’ve got their backs, and they’ve got mine.
We’re a formidable gang without the crime.
The mood is high, and our (7)__________ picks up downhill.
When feeling trapped, make like a river and just go.
It’s never black and bleak unless I say it’s so.
I shift gears and to let go; I have total control.
I can’t be haunted if I never see a ghost.
I count the ways to disappear,
No one (8)________ can trace my tracks
When feeling trapped, make like a river and just go.
It’s never (9)__________ and bleak unless I say it’s so.
Up to Golden Gate park, on to Ocean Beach.
Back to Western Addition, down to the Mission,
Wind’s a wisping sound
Answers:
(1) bike(2) late(3) bleak(4) meet(5) watch(6) numbers(7) speed(8) else(9) black