| Song | Work It Out |
| Artist | Dappled Cities |
| Album | Granddance |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Can't you say it's wrong | |
| When you've seen it from the inside out? | |
| We can go and have some fun | |
| Our work is never done | |
| The crash and ball is the exploration | |
| So carry on | |
| And we won't work it out someday | |
| But I find it hard to believe | |
| That all we've come up with is all can conceive of | |
| And nothing more | |
| But nothing is as nothing was | |
| Always something we can't do without | |
| And nothing more | |
| And we won't work it out someday | |
| So say we saw some sort of spectacle | |
| The kind of sight that doesn’t stay | |
| Would you believe | |
| That we won’t work it out someday | |
| Always finding something new | |
| It’s all I ask of you | |
| With you and I it’s something else | |
| We can feel it, we can almost know it | |
| We can know about ourselves | |
| And we won’t work it out someday |
| Can' t you say it' s wrong | |
| When you' ve seen it from the inside out? | |
| We can go and have some fun | |
| Our work is never done | |
| The crash and ball is the exploration | |
| So carry on | |
| And we won' t work it out someday | |
| But I find it hard to believe | |
| That all we' ve come up with is all can conceive of | |
| And nothing more | |
| But nothing is as nothing was | |
| Always something we can' t do without | |
| And nothing more | |
| And we won' t work it out someday | |
| So say we saw some sort of spectacle | |
| The kind of sight that doesn' t stay | |
| Would you believe | |
| That we won' t work it out someday | |
| Always finding something new | |
| It' s all I ask of you | |
| With you and I it' s something else | |
| We can feel it, we can almost know it | |
| We can know about ourselves | |
| And we won' t work it out someday |
| Can' t you say it' s wrong | |
| When you' ve seen it from the inside out? | |
| We can go and have some fun | |
| Our work is never done | |
| The crash and ball is the exploration | |
| So carry on | |
| And we won' t work it out someday | |
| But I find it hard to believe | |
| That all we' ve come up with is all can conceive of | |
| And nothing more | |
| But nothing is as nothing was | |
| Always something we can' t do without | |
| And nothing more | |
| And we won' t work it out someday | |
| So say we saw some sort of spectacle | |
| The kind of sight that doesn' t stay | |
| Would you believe | |
| That we won' t work it out someday | |
| Always finding something new | |
| It' s all I ask of you | |
| With you and I it' s something else | |
| We can feel it, we can almost know it | |
| We can know about ourselves | |
| And we won' t work it out someday |