1. |
Life To Grow
04:33
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Do do do do
Do do do do etc
Share unlikely
I feel no numbers
Broken shadows under
I feel no pressure
And it's over
Over
Do do do do do
Do do do do
I could not bear
The fear of fiction thunder
But it seems unlikely
When you're sharing blunders
And it's over
Over
Does it matter what you say?
You didn't mean it anyway
Am I waiting for sorrow?
Or am I waiting for life to grow
My life to grow?
Do do do do
Do do do do
Do do do do
Do do do do
Incompletely
Could a car with issues
Drive up hills to burn me?
And I feel a puncture
And it's over
Over
Would it mean what you say?
Or does it spell the form of day
Am I waiting for sorrow?
Or am I waiting for life to grow
Does it matter what you say?
Or did you mean it anyway
Am I hoping you will know?
Or am I waiting for life to grow
My life to grow
Do do do do
Do do do do
Do do do do
Do do do do
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2. |
Music Days
03:40
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I once looked over my shoulder
To see two shoulders no older
And they hung to my back
And crossed over
Now my music days are all over.
She was my sister in October
She left from our house feeling sober
And she hung to my back
And crossed over
Now my music days are all over
She's the young one and little she knows
For the trees are not tall and the little ones cannot grow
Find her talent and give her the chair
But the tree can't be tall
Cause the little ones, the little ones fear.
I once looked over my shoulder
To see my self getting older
And it stuck my back and crossed over
Now my music days are all over
She's the young one and little she knows
For the trees are not tall and the little ones cannot grow
Find her talent and give her the chair
But the tree can't be tall
Cause the little ones
The little ones fear
Height, you give me no height
And then I can't cry
You give me no height
And that's makes me cry
You give me no height
And that's makes me cry
I once looked over my shoulder
To see two shadows no older
And they stuck to my back and crossed over
Now my music days are all over
My music days are all over
Music days are all over
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3. |
Facing A Wall
04:15
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Facing A Wall by tylea
If I can't see you
I just want to be near you
I'm tired of counting across to the never ending future
If I can't leave you
I must want to see you
But I'm facing a wall you
When I'm lost I crumble too
When we are together
I slowly come back as new
Might want to see ya
Might want to need ya
If you can't stand time
I might as well forget it
I'm tired of counting days
Cause the numbers are all useless
If you can't spare time
I might as well forget
But I'm facing a wall with you.
When I'm lost I crumble too
When we are together
I slowly come back as new
If I can't stand it
WE might as well unhand it
I might as well accept
I'm facing a wall with you
If I can't see you
I just want to believe you
I'm tired of facing floors
And facing a wall with you
If I can't see you
I might as well accept it
I might as well accept the marriage too
If I can't face time
I might as well accept it
Cause I'm facing a wall with you.
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4. |
My Ride
03:39
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Well my book just got bigger now
And a smile
Got wider and deeper
And here's my pride
I open up the dome
And there's my ride
And it's driving me alone
Well my heart just got meaner now
And my spite
Got over the sleeper
And here's my night
I've opened up the dome
And there's my ride
and it's driving me to home
Could this car be left in over drive
And my soul
Be flying up the road
Could this angel be my secret ride
Could this time
Be pushing
Be pushing me
Be pushing me to go
Accordion solo
Could this car be left in over drive
And my soul
Be flying up the road
Could this angel be my secret ride
Could this time
Be pushing me
Be pushing me
Be pushing me to go
Well my anger just got weaker now
And my height underneath the speaker
And here's my pride
I open up the dome
And there's my ride
And it's driving me alone
And here's my pride
I've opened up the dome
And there's my ride
And it's driving me alone
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5. |
Chain Song
03:52
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Chain Song
I danced a chain round the world that I lived
Tied myself in my wrong
Costly and guilty
I stuck my black
Angered myself all day long
But now that I've learnt all your goodness
It's gone
Hating a memory of miracles done
I killed an ego
Over the years
Carried it over my heart
Saddened and hardened I stuck to my black
Cried to myself all day long
But what good is anger
When you do not care
And what good is love
If you do not care
I found a doorway of sorts
Leading my way out of yours
I danced a chain
Round this city I lived
Thought that if I ever left
Would lose all the streets that we had walked down
Lose all the sentiment
But what good is leaving
When you do not care
And what good is trying
When good isn't there
I found a doorway of sorts
Leading my way out of yours
I danced a chain
Round this venue of past
Tied myself up to the jokes
Committed to rescue
I long for response
Tied myself up in a hope
But now that I've learned all your goodness
It's gone
Hating a memory of miracles done
I've found a doorway of sorts
Leading my way out of yours
Darling, I found a doorway of sorts
Leading you out of my thoughts
I danced a chain round this venue of light
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