Noah Gundersen - Robin Williams Lyrics

One way or another, it's gonna make its presence known

From one monkey to another

You can't lose what you don't own

It's okay if you get anxious

Just please don't call the cops

There's a couple things I'm sure of, and a whole lot more I'm not



There's a sentimental value to the memory of love

It's a pretty looking rainbow

What does it remind you of?

Is it somewhere there's a heart of gold that's never gonna rust?

Or it's a hard rain, honey

But it's never gonna flood



Despite all my reservations

I've been doing this for years

Hoping that some magic touch would finally make it clear

But when it all comes crashing down

I'm still standing here

Looking at the same face in the same place, just a different kind of mirror



Well, nothing lasts forever

And every other trope

I guess it just depends how much DMT you smoked

But when I think of Robin Williams at the end of his rope

It makes no difference what you're making

The reaper makes the final joke



So I gather my impressions of the universal sigh

And hope that someone's listening to their radio tonight

Though it doesn't really matter with so many come before

And who the hell are we fooling?

No one buys records anymore