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Stephen Stills - What's the Game lyrics
by Stephen Stills I was lost in a voyage at sea I was waiting for you and me To remember just how it was So that we can sing together When will you realize I got one of your stronger And I know we can work it I know we can work it work it out together But look hiding behind the walls Closing doorways to the hall Nothing ventured nothing gained What's your game Just take a look at that blackened tree It is not for the cause of me But a stranger was passed there long And he stepped right in-between us Picture of empty places Eyes of reflecting faces Now your fast emptiness Now you can see what the fear does You go hiding behind walls We can tear away the wall Change the shutters from the hall Never voices as that are called Then you're singing that is all And the reason for the game Becomes clearly quite a statement That's what you get for playing your game ©1978 Gold Hill Music, Inc. (ASCAP) All Rights Reserved. Used By Permission. Drums: Joe Vitale Bass: George (Chocolate) Perry Guitar: Stephen Stills, George Terry Piano: Kenny Kirkland Vocals: Stephen Stills, Dave Mason, Andy Gibb, John Sambatero Horns & Strings: Mike Lewis and Stephen Stills Percussion: Joe Lala |
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