Music & words: Jamey Jaz/Randi Laubek
I'm close to mate
in this great game of chess,
It's a relief,
it gives me peace.
I confess
New York has left a trace
of bleak winter's brace
Life is just a phase
mmm...
God, I'm tired,
Uninspired,
defenceless.
These well known hurts,
all these words,
now mean less.
New York has left a trace
of leak winter's brace.
Life is just a phase.
I've learned to be part of this game.
I've learned to love and use my brain.
I've come to know that it's never too late.
New York winter grace
Life is just a phase.
How obligated or fated I've felt.
Without my king
I can't win.
It means less...
I'm close to mate
in this great game of chess,
It's a relief,
it gives me peace.
I confess
New York has left a trace
of bleak winter's brace
Life is just a phase
mmm...
God, I'm tired,
Uninspired,
defenceless.
These well known hurts,
all these words,
now mean less.
New York has left a trace
of leak winter's brace.
Life is just a phase.
I've learned to be part of this game.
I've learned to love and use my brain.
I've come to know that it's never too late.
New York winter grace
Life is just a phase.
How obligated or fated I've felt.
Without my king
I can't win.
It means less...