Man, I know it has to be good   Moving apart to the woods   Dance words endangered design   Hand moving hit the world twice   Hands, out in this magesty light   Plans, Over then into tthe light      His whole world she does intoxicate   His own hand lie farther in decay   We're meant to be uplayed (3X)      Bands, down the hall   Don't know they're small   Im picking out the day   When I will be upstaged   Im picking out the day   Picking out the day      Bands, large and small   Short and tall   Fall out to their final day (4X)      Lines, too hard to recall   Sing into the wall   ???????????      When, I get the room I will play   When, they laugh like it is the shame   Friends don't tend to use (4X)      Plans, which have already been made   Advance, 'twards the day after their day   They're making plans for you (4X)