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I'm gonna move to California
Pack my bags and get away
Escape from life's dusty tornado
Got me spinning day by day
When all your dreams are going nowhere
Just let the sun take you away
Stepped off the bus in San Pedro
Hitched a ride to Echo Park
Played guitar with all the beatnik boys
Until the light became the dark
When all your dreams are going nowhere
Just let the sun take you away
I'll set my roots in California
I think I'm here to finally stay
The echoes of all my heroes
Whisper everywhere I lay
When all my dreams are going nowhere
I let the sun take me away
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Blowing from the east floating like a breeze
Breaking all the silences weaker in the knees
Wills are snapping like a twig, hide under the bed
Sentimental angels probably wind up dead
Tornado coming, better watch ur step
Tornado coming, go on and hide ur head
Darker days are coming can u face the truth?
Facts so twisted up in knots caving in the roof
Debutantes and dictators jockey for the gold
Sentimental losers long for days of old
Twisted turning snarling surly
Still not sure we got out early
Some days I still hold out hope
The truth exposed the light will show and
Crucify this dope
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She must have been the daughter of light
And light alone
Standing in the silver tide
While stars fell like snow
He'd gazed upon her face before
Somewhere in a dream
She was so bright, so much more
Than dreams should ever be
Illusion, myth, or fantasy
Honest men will never say
Few are ever meant to see
The Lady of the Lake
Upon his ears a siren's call
Followed him for days
Tornadoes on his cabin walls
Blowing in her name
Every night he'd crawl back
And lay there on the beach
The way you see a hungry cat
Scrounge for food to eat
(Chorus)
Passers-by stood and stared
Ridiculed and cursed
Throwing stones in the air
To see if he would burst
The patient man waited sure
It was her he'd seen
Ruing what he'd been before
Months grew out of weeks
(Chorus)
Gray-haired on the sandy grains
He died beneath the moon
Waiting for what never came
As many often do
Waves reached out with gentle hands
Pulled him from the cold
The old man finally got his dance
With the Lady below ...
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Better Than Erased
Every day is just another one
Cross it off the list
cycle spins like tornados
In linear gliss
Conundrum hum drum beating
With a heart on fire
This twister’s got me twisted
Come on take me higher
Caught in a landslide
Between sun and moon shine
Sideways splintering, image mirroring
Shoes untied
Can’t run for falling
Into the same old space
Get me out
Get me out of this place
New lines on my face
The brown is turning grey
Know I’m lucky to feel this way
Better than
So much better than erased
Come on
So much better than erased
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Joshua West - New York
03:07
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Needs work, but it is an adea I like
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(Mother speaks)
Oh my god why are you doing this to me
I was afraid you boys were long gone now
Yet I find you underneath this tree
And one of you looks to be wounded
(Wolf Child responds)
Mother we just couldn’t stand it any more
We had to try find our father
But my brother got a thorn stuck in his feet
And he couldn’t go any farther
(Mother)
It’s alright it’s alright I’m just glad you all are still alive
I was ready to scold you when I found you
But now I’m overcome with joy
Let me help your brother pull that thorn out from his pad
I understand you did this all for Dad.
(Wolf Child)
Wait what was that? Did you hear that Mother in the distance?
The sounds of howling like none I’ve ever heard
Like a war cry or someone has been wounded
Could it be he’s still alive and needs our help?
Could it be he needs our help?
(Mother and Cubs)
Let us follow the sound yes we should follow the sound to find out where it came from
"We'll hit em like a Tornado"
(Mother to her Cubs)
I have a few surprises that I have never told you!!
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And in the aftermath, the power down
The lines, the limbs, the night gone green
The vigil candle flares
I went out searching for
Apocalypse and kicks
Everybody loves disaster flicks
From the comfort of their chair
They sent me through the maze,
the emerald falling labyrinth
No breadcrumbs, lost on city streets disguised
And so much later would I learn that you were there
Your own heart pulsing, you were
Finding your way home
If I had known your face
The parallels we traced
And what if we had met
A stage nobody set
All power's out in Buena Vista
nobody’s getting through tonight
we chased the paths of wind and lightning
and nothing is the same
nothing is the same
a left on Arbor now
I double back on Vernon
I am driving past your childhood home, again
and you are drifting
there are searchlights over Graylyn
we will pass each other
blinded, we are ghosts
If I had known your face
The parallels we traced
And what if we had met
A stage nobody set
All power's out in Buena Vista
nobody’s getting through tonight
we chased the paths of wind and lightning
and nothing is the same
nothing is the same
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