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Debonair
04:06
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Without discipline you don’t stand a chance.
You’ll slip from this world without any treads.
Buy it low and sell it twice as high with a hand that’s so sly.
You’ve been taken for a ride in style
Why so debonair, don’t you have regret?
Probability ends with measurement.
You’ve been stacking dreams to reach the sky, taking it all in stride.
Don’t you ever take your own advice?
I know sometimes I can be out of sorts and out of phase from you.
Keep with me.
Some dreams are still left in me and fear is bringing me to my knees.
Keep with me.
Just give me a shot...
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Cause & Effect
03:57
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Some believing, some denying, some will always be torn.
If you’re not living, you are dying. I wish i could be born, again and again.
Let’s reject all cause and effect laws. Let the house of cards fall.
Let’s go instead, run till we’re spent.
I wish we can get lost, again and again. Let’s do it again.
What’s this about? Will we work out? How do you know?
Why do you wait? Think it’s too late? Where will we go?
You were there. You stood and watched me hit the floor.
Let’s get married. Something crazy. For the thrill of it all.
Let’s get married. We can still be what we used to be before.
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Winding Road
03:48
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On the Fourth of July I was out on the street,
watching lightning dance at my feet.
Looked up at the sky knew that I would forget.
I was starting to glow. I was out of control.
Swirling up around a black hole. Held a hand to the sky thought of when we had met.
Ahhhh, you keep on the winding road. You keep on...
It was only halfway through the year, couldn’t say if I’d reappear.
Can’t recall if I thought I would never regret.
I woke up in a dream. I woke up in the wild.
I was out curled up like a child.
I was covered in dew, started walking to you.
Ahhhh, you keep on the winding road. You keep on...
I’ve been chasing a dream and it’s taking me from this town.
How I miss the sight of your face. I’ve been crossing the seas
and I am running this ship a ground.
Please take my hand
Ahhhh, you keep on the winding road. You keep on...
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Natives
06:09
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When you were young you settled down,
digging holes within the ground...I see your tracks all over this town
You built it up stone by stone. Spilling blood and burying bone.
From earth and love you built your home.
When they drive you away at dawn.
(On and on, all the way. Gone tomorrow here today.)
The machine keeps rolling on and on.
Your sons and your daughters look to the sky.
Bearing gifts prepared to fly. It should’ve been enough I know.
The new man he waits outside your door.
You gather your things upon the floor. Take one last look around.
When they drive you away at dawn.
(On and on, all the way. Gone tomorrow here today.)
The machine keeps rolling on and on.
Days of promise have come and gone.
(On and on, all the way. Gone tomorrow here today.)
The shadows the old trees cast are long.
You were the one who gave us the name.
You were the one who started the flame.
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So Human
03:08
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Engineer my emotional state.
So human, so far from where we came.
Designate my unshakable faith.
So human, still we are not the same.
Run on sequence of my subroutine.
So human, so far from where we’ve been.
Compensated with every nuance.
Perpetrate what you started to be.
So human, so far from feeling free.
Synthesize your desired response
So human.
This is the living cell.
This is the ringing bell.
This is new paradigm.
This is new state of mind.
Time has come to say goodbye.
Take my hand for one last time.
Where the line gets dim?
Where do you, begin?
I don’t know it’s so human.
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Promise Land
04:39
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There’s a town on the edge of us.
Quiet lives not a fuss.
Barren fields and straining smiles.
Broken dreams stretch for miles.
There’s a town with no good byes.
Steady pace no surprise.
Holding hands and deep in prayer.
Steeples mask thinning air.
Rumbling winds blow through the sky.
Such great height so few take time to fly.
And they’re wishing on a promise land so far.
They say it’s better than a city’s empty love.
There’s a place inside our hearts.
Restless waves break apart.
You’re now leaving read the sign,
by the road cross state line.
Rumbling winds blow through the sky.
Such great height so few take time to fly.
And they’re wishing on a promise land so far.
But out there the world is so bizarre.
Promise land so far.
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Gorillas
04:14
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I’am lying in a foggy bedroom.
The heat is clouding up my eyes.
The air is swelling all around me.
I’m thinking what else could arise.
My skin is wrinkled in the daylight.
I hold my hand up to the sun.
I close my eyes and think I see you.
I loved you more than anyone.
I’m drifting off without you, ohhh and I am on my own.
I’m lost in here without you, ohhh when are
you coming home? (What would it take to find myself without you? Can’t find the strength to go on when I am on my own. How do I find myself in here without you. Can’t find the strength to go on. When are you coming home.)
The morning light is getting nearer.
The room beset in orange glow.
I take my coat off in the mirror.
I love you more than you could know.
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The Duel
03:56
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Lately so inundated.
Wrapped up and complicated oooh.
What else you wanna know?
Straight through my heart with sabre.
Go on your bad behavior oooh.
Where else you wanna go?
(My love I write to tell you, this world won’t hold my
restless soul. I’ll meet you down below. Was hoping
for white snow to, fall down and cover all the mess
and all the tracks i’ve left.)
And I know too well,
as they lay you down with a single bell
you do it to yourself.
And I know too well,
the space between heaven and hell
you do it to yourself.
Turn back in 15 paces.
Deep breath as your heart races oooh.
It’s happening so slow
White glove thrown on the table
cuts through like knife through candle oooh.
The writing is on the wall.
(My love I write to tell you, this world won’t hold my
restless soul. I’ll meet you down below. Was hoping
for white snow to, fall down and cover all the mess
and all the tracks i’ve left.)
And I know too well,
as they lay you down with a single bell
you do it to yourself.
And I know too well,
the space between heaven and hell
you do it to yourself.
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Hemingway
03:50
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I am moving towards finding my north.
These wicked streets they call to me.
They call my name.
Such funny games.
And on my face i feel that eastern wind,
good news it never brings. I feel that
eastern wind.
And the season turns over.
And my friends they don’t have the time.
And I am left here to wonder where are they hey hey.
And I am pushing against the tide, crashing through
all the rolling waves of life.
I am moving towards finding my north.
This wicked sea it calls to me. It calls my name.
And on my face I feel that eastern wind, good news it never brings.
A part of me will leave with everyone I meet...I feel.
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All These Ways
03:39
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You’ve been looking to find some grace,
amid the loss and the pain.
When the water returns to it’s place,
you will drown again.
The things that you truly love
and the things that you call for.
You leave them hanging up high above,
where they’re bound to fall.
Look at all these ways you hurt yourself.
Lock your monsters far down below,
tell yourself that you have changed.
In the light of the morning you’ll know
you are still the same.
You wonder how long can this stand,
tarnishing all that once used to glow.
Is it built strong enough to withstand
all the reckless blows you throw.
Look at all these ways you hurt yourself.
And you want some one to call.
And there’s no one left at all.
Look at all these ways you hurt yourself.
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