I Count The Ways by Nortec Collective Presents: Bostich + Fussible
I count the (1)________ to disappear,
No one else can (2)__________ my tracks (3)____________ here.
I ride 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 (4)______________ trapped, make like a river and just go.
It’s never black and bleak 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 meet halfway.
And we watch our numbers grow so confidently.
I’ve got their backs, and they’ve got mine.
We’re a (5)____________________ (6)________ without the crime.
The (7)________ is high, and our speed picks up downhill.
When feeling trapped, make like a river and (8)________ go.
It’s never black and bleak unless I say it’s so.
I (9)__________ 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 else can (10)__________ 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 (2)__________ my tracks (3)____________ here.
I ride 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 (4)______________ trapped, make like a river and just go.
It’s never black and bleak 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 meet halfway.
And we watch our numbers grow so confidently.
I’ve got their backs, and they’ve got mine.
We’re a (5)____________________ (6)________ without the crime.
The (7)________ is high, and our speed picks up downhill.
When feeling trapped, make like a river and (8)________ go.
It’s never black and bleak unless I say it’s so.
I (9)__________ 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 else can (10)__________ 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) ways(2) trace(3) around(4) feeling(5) formidable(6) gang(7) mood(8) just(9) shift(10) trace