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Luke Payne - Gone Rogue
02:38
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seventeen shouting sailors
port side setting sail
while white waves crested
tossing from a gale
in my breast i bore it
hidden well from view
gone rogue and insubordinate
as such feelings do
what would be our purpose
on that other shore
bearing with our innocence
these instruments of war
some men might find glory
of a fashion they could form
but for most it would be sorrow
for what we must perform
we’d sow in that red soil
where blood was freely shed
and plant it in our hearts
and fix it in our heads
while those who called that shot
that set it all in play
would feel no disruption
to another leisure filled day
seventeen shouting sailors
port side setting sail
while white waves crested
tossing from a gale
in my breast i bore it
hidden well from view
gone rogue and insubordinate
as such feelings do
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2. |
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v1:
Good Lord, what happened here?
A flash of light and I woke up on the floor
You must think it's crystal clear
It's all becoming too loud to ignore
pre:
As the dust, it settles down
You rub your head and wander 'round
And pretty soon you're glory bound
...just waiting
ch:
Every star in every sky is shining
Every soul that ever tried is sighing
v2:
Hold up, is it really true?
Before you answer, let's just sit a while
Something bigger is breaking through
Everything I know, it goes on trial
pre:
And soon your ship will start to sail
And it's life that blows the gale
You pray your senses will not fail
...just waiting
ch:
Every star in every sky is shining
Every soul that ever tried is sighing
All the riches in the world can't buy this
Every song remains unheard, a goodbye kiss
br:
Where will we go now?
Where will we go now?
Watch the show go down
- solo -
v3:
Good Lord, what happened here?
A flash of light and I woke up, like before
You must think I have no fear
It's all becoming too real, too real to ignore
ch:
Every star in every sky is shining
Every soul that ever tried is sighing
All the riches in the world can't buy this
Every song remains unheard, a goodbye kiss
Every star in every sky
Every star in every sky
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3. |
Doug Davis - in my room
02:48
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in my room
half-light gloom
and we’re not
coming up for air
the sun did rise
the sunlight dies
and we’re not
going anywhere
four walls
wood beams
no calls
all dreams
stay still
breathe slow
clouds spill
first snow
here inside my room
yesterday
lost my way
felt my sorrows
run to rust
snow falls deep
the city sleeps
and all our plans
just fade to dust
four walls
wood beams
no calls
all dreams
stay still
breathe slow
clouds spill
first snow
here inside my room
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Democracy fading, relentless frustrating
We torture ourselves for what
These cowards and saviors and shady behaviors
Amount to a Billionaires cut
We’re out for blood, we’re out for guts
This fucking cult - NUTS!
Pledge my life
To Bullets and Bake Sales
Bullets and bake sales
Bullets and bake sales
Sold my soul
To Bullets and Bake Sales
Bullets and bake sales
Bullets and bake sales
How low can you go?
For Jesus and benji, your money please send me
Believe what we tell you too
Put brown kids in cages, take power in stages
All lies but we say it’s true
We’re out for blood, we thrive on pain
This fucking shit is insane
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5. |
J. Dale Walker - Room
03:29
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Sit inside my room and watch world go by
Stink of cigarettes and whiskey Rockin Rye
Mighty lonely in the stillness of my mind
I’d love another try,
With you
I should clean the mess it’s gotten out of hand
Errant cellophanes and smokes left where they land
Empty bottles clinking tempo for the band
I’d cross the burning sands
To you
I’ve been here before
Wearing grooves in hardwood floors
Empty room and open drawers
Laying bare their stores
For you
Still, it’s kinda early, only half past noon
Cross the wilderness, the frontier of my room
Remember you would hum those Nighthawk diner tunes
Won’t be back so soon
Will you
Maybe I’ll break free of my downy refuge
Brave the ruins, navigate piles of refuse
Maybe bob for apples in a tub of booze
Ain’t got much to lose
But you
I’ve been here before
Wearing grooves in hardwood floors
Empty room and open drawers
Laying bare their stores
For you
Left your things they’ve got their own real special pile
I ain’t looked through them in quite a little while
Found your ring and broken photos of your smile
I left them there to lie
For you
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6. |
Joshua West - This Room
03:32
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7. |
George Smith - The Muse
03:07
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Bm. A/C#. D. G. A2
Light creeps in around corners of the door
Bm. A/C#. D. G. A2
Blinds hold the dam back From flooding the floor
G. D. A
All the Cars are lined up for the Greatest race ever known
G. D. A
All the Cars are lined up for the Greatest race ever known
Bm—-A G. D. A/C#
Start your engines, Let them roar
Bm———-A G. D.
You can count on anything to happen
Bm. A/C#. D. G. A2
Strings line the wall begging to get played
Bm. A/C#. D. G. MA2
Reflections of the past Smiling faces
G. D. A
Stacks of things that don’t have a home
G. D. A
Stacks of things want to be left alone
Bm—-A G. D. A/C#
Who is going to win? Who is going to win?
Bm—-A G. D. A/C#
It’s anybody’s guess cause everybody’s in
Bm. A. D. G
And we all Get lost in the muse
Bm. A. G. D
And we all Get lost in the muse
Bm. A. D. G
We all get lost we all get lost
Bm. A. G. A. D
We all get lost in the muse
D. G. A
Fall asleep next to me
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