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Round 26, Week 8

by Monday Morning 3AM Music Club

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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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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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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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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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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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This week, the assignment comes from George:
"Write a narrative that takes place in a room OR write a song that excludes 'the.’"

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