I Count The Ways by Nortec Collective Presents: Bostich + Fussible
I count the ways to disappear,
No one else can (1)__________ my tracks around here.
I (2)________ my bike late 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, (3)________ (4)________ a river and just go.
It’s never black and bleak unless I say it’s so.
I (5)__________ gears and let go; I have total control.
I can’t be haunted if I never see a ghost.
I time it right and meet halfway.
And we watch our numbers grow so confidently.
I’ve got their backs, and they’ve got mine.
We’re a formidable (6)________ without the crime.
The mood is high, and our speed picks up downhill.
When feeling trapped, make like a river and just go.
It’s never (7)__________ and (8)__________ unless I say it’s so.
I shift (9)__________ 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 else can trace my tracks
When feeling trapped, make like a river and just go.
It’s never black 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 (1)__________ my tracks around here.
I (2)________ my bike late 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, (3)________ (4)________ a river and just go.
It’s never black and bleak unless I say it’s so.
I (5)__________ gears and let go; I have total control.
I can’t be haunted if I never see a ghost.
I time it right and meet halfway.
And we watch our numbers grow so confidently.
I’ve got their backs, and they’ve got mine.
We’re a formidable (6)________ without the crime.
The mood is high, and our speed picks up downhill.
When feeling trapped, make like a river and just go.
It’s never (7)__________ and (8)__________ unless I say it’s so.
I shift (9)__________ 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 else can trace my tracks
When feeling trapped, make like a river and just go.
It’s never black 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) trace(2) ride(3) make(4) like(5) shift(6) gang(7) black(8) bleak(9) gears