Lyrics

Blindspot Bank Shot
(Peter Bonscher)

There was a little one
Just a little one
Who somehow
showed me who I am

Nothing to understand
Nothing to understand
No intentions
And no plans

And we’re always climbing
Up these dark and windy roads
That we can’t see around
- but we always get around
Somehow

Blindspot, bank shot
Could it be true?
Blindspot, bank shot
Getting me through.

There was a work around
And so I worked around
Because it’s only here and now

Something I left behind
Was there when I looked behind
To show me where I stand

And we’re always climbing
Up these dark and windy roads
That we can’t see around
- but we always get around
Somehow

Blindspot, bank shot
Could it be true?
Blindspot, bank shot
Getting me through.

Blindspot, bank shot
Couldn’t be true
Blindspot, bank shot
Getting me through.

Blindspot, bank shot
Took me to you.

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