Midas Touch by The Turtle Project
This is from "Parallel" https://theturtleproject1.bandcamp.com/album/parallel
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LYRICS
Give me just a bit of that Midas touch
Just enough, just enough
Give me just a bit of that Midas touch
Just enough, yeah just enough
Could ya pass me the weed killer, they’re almost at my knees
If I leave them any longer I won’t be able to see
I need my sight pristine from all angles
I need to get my feet untangled before I turn green
I’m almost part of the scenery I’ve been here for so long
I thought I was turning a corner turns out I was wrong
Just another day gone, another obsolete song
Come see me tomorrow I’ll sing ya another one
Yeah, I put in the hours, I put in my heart and soul
It’s just missing that special little sprinkle of gold
That little secret that can’t be told
‘Cause there’s not one way to describe it, ya just know
When ya hit that height and ya feel that vibe
Somethings telling ya this one might be the one
And ya don’t know where it came from
Ya just feel it in ya bones, or so I’ve been told
Give me just a bit of that Midas touch
Just enough, just enough
Give me just a bit of that Midas touch
Just enough, yeah just enough
I’ve been digging in this musical mine for some time
I caught a few glimpses of shiny things amongst the earth
Turned out to be fools gold, pretty but worthless
But It gave me the incentive to keep digging further
Occasionally I’ll pull my head out from the dirt
Look up to the sky for the formula that works
Maybe it’s just written for those born with luck
Well could ya pencil me in please ‘coz I ain’t giving up
Give me just a bit of that Midas touch
Just enough, just enough
Give me just a bit of that Midas touch
Just enough, yeah just enough
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The Turtle Project
started out as exactly that, a project, a songwriting project that was born from years of being a musician in many bands, doing countless gigs, naturally gathering experience and inspiration until, one day, I stumbled upon the fact that I could actually put those experiences and many others into words. The composing aspect grew from that into what it is today ...
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