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Reverie
03:32
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You never like it when I'm walking out the door.
You needn't say it still you're telling me once more to stay,
and I wish I may, I might believe I wish it weren't that way.
I wanna sail up against the tide,
See horizons on an endless sunrise
and I can't help but think of a time,
When I can be all yours and you could be just mine.
I can't think when I breathe, when I breathe,
you know I'm thinking of you.
You know I hate myself sometimes,
when I'm wishing and I wish that it weren't true.
You never liked it when I always ran around,
you'd jump and shout and I'd just tell you what I'd found.
Just look around, put my feet on the ground,
I can't grow roots and I don't wanna settle down just yet.
In case you forget, I planned on coming back so if you had to bet,
then put your heart in time, and put your beat on the line.
I could be all yours and you could be just mine.
I can't sleep when I dream, when I dream,
you know I'm dreaming of you.
You know I hate myself sometimes,
when I'm wishing and I wish that it weren't true.
Maybe it's a pipe dream
Maybe it's my reverie
Maybe I was just a dreamer
Maybe that's what makes it you and me.
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Ginger Summer Hair
03:26
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Life is such a mystery, just a vague and open query in the hearts of man.
A fluid nature to morality, when happiness escapes you.
We can't begin to comprehend, in a world we cannot stand
For something less than we expect,
to get it back and not get bit by mistakes we can't resist.
I've seen the face of the desert,
Years of roads in straight lines.
Years of never going anywhere,
Close calls and rougher times.
We're all broken and tattered,
No one else is the matter,
Love was never love at all,
It's just a natural disaster.
We all need someone to believe in,
The real question we all have
is when is someone, somewhere to begin.
It's a lonesome fire
and it grows to the wild
an ocean of black and green.
But I can't feel you
when the night comes a-runnin.
That's all that matters to me.
We could get together.
Be my storm and my shelter
and I will comfort you.
Will you carry me through
to the changing of winter
No more short skirts and ginger summer hair
Why can't I have you and keep you here?
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Nightingale
04:11
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Here and now the lights hang lowly,
Never alone until the day you leave me.
It's all under the sun
This come and go in the night so freely,
I'm by your side because I know you need me.
It's alright, goodnight, you've have your fun.
I've lived and lost, done both so cheaply,
It's hard to believe that you're only a memory.
That's love, we're all under the gun.
You stand apart, you depart so gently,
Remember a time with the weight of my breath on your shoulder.
Don't you know, it felt a lot like home.
We made love and excuses
for all of the days we'd lost it.
I'm having a hard time moving on, from you.
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Binoculars
03:56
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A raven fell out of her cage one Sunday morning,
and we locked eyes and forever changed ourselves.
When I was an orphan child, alone and broken hearted,
the sounds solidarity in our gaze, we held.
Storms come down and once in a while
I'll need your help
to keep our heads above water for our homes and our health.
I found your name in a letter with well wishes and best intentions.
You say you want to break away, the word is so mundane
you can't wait to go.
So we hatched our plans and found our way to a new life.
Just take a chance on me and we will grow together.
Grow together.
We will grow.
So come on I'll sweep you off your feet,
if you'll stay right here, right next to me, it's where
You belong, and you have all along.
From here on in, life is but a dream.
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Come Around (Coda)
04:27
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Well it's gone down again,
You come around you're gonna break my heart.
Just when the getting's good,
I found my legs to make a brand new start.
Goodbyes they're just like silhouettes,
a hateful memory, it starts to fade.
Distractions, my thoughts intent on each,
Key and stroke that I have made.
Stuck in the rear view darling don't know if
I'll make it through.
We both changed since you last time.
I don't think I need you.
You can spend about a lifetime
Searching after what you can't find,
Covered in blankets of snow.
That's the art of graceful living:
If you're gonna make a killing
You gotta learn to live and let life go.
I think I might need
I think I might need someone
Someone like you.
I think I might need
I think I might need someone
Someone that's true.
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