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You were staring at the eye of a hurricane
Through a window pane
Etched in frost lines
You were trying to remember your lover’s name
Just a candle’s flame
For the lost times
she said “Don’t you leave the Fool for the world
Don’t you leave the Hanged Man to dry”
Never leave your pennants unfurled
Never let your love lanterns die
I’ve never danced down by the river
But I have kissed you in falling snow
So I will feel no parting sorrow
When it comes my time to go
I could see the growing gathering of multitudes
All the myths and moods
Come together
I could feel the weight of wonder, the
Vanished hearts
Fits and starts as light as a feather
she said “Don’t you leave the Fool for the world
Don’t you leave the Hanged Man to dry”
Never leave your pennants unfurled
Never let your love lanterns die
I’ve never danced down by the river
But I have kissed you in falling snow
So I will feel no parting sorrow
When it comes my time to go
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I dreamed about killing Don Henley’s son
In the middle of a love affair
Telling everyone I never liked the Eagles Songs
But no one seemed to care
There was a blind man screaming from a hotel room
That the Exodus has begun
There is a ghost
There is a ghost
There is a ghost
I swear I heard mother and sister cry
In the middle of the night again
Standing in the rain singing my father’s song
With only an accordion
I was the only one swimming in the Aqueducts
Where the moon and stars still glow
There is a ghost
There is a ghost
There is a ghost
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Extinction by Shu Nakamura 2020
My oh my, ’twas such a wade, extinction
I don’t know why but that’s how we fade, extinction
The life was on but now the life is off, extinction
We were born right into the trough, extinction
Carry on and tell your friends
We used to be here every day
But like a stone wandering in space
It’ll never ever be the same all the way, hmm, hmm
My oh my, here we go again, extinction
I don’t wanna die but it’s a matter of time, extinction
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Corky - Gold Rush
01:28
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One man's rich
One man's poor
One needs less
And one needs more
One keeps digging
To find more gold
One keeps digging
A deeper hole
Feel the crunch
See the need
Way too much
Space between
Step inside
Kill the dust
Identify
It's a gold rush
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AG Y'all - We Are Stars
03:42
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Heroes for some, don’t lift a finger
Villains get lost in the cracks
Drummer’s alone, can’t find a singer
Taps on her knees in the back
Doctors at heart, life in the balance
Delivery guy in the rain
Different to start, each have a challenge
All suffer pleasure and pain
We are stars
We are stars
History making, steadily shaking
Stars - shining so bright
Stars don’t fall from the sky
Presidents lead, except when they fail us
Find our way back to the light
Fell for it once, shame on the suckers
Let’s see how hard we can fight!
We are stars
We are stars
History making, steadily shaking
Stars - shining so bright
Stars don’t fall from the sky
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v1:
It's that certain kind of evening
You can feel it in the air
Every breeze, a mystery
and every night feels like the county fair
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I get the feeling
We're falling out of touch
Of all the places we've been
This is the dirt that always brought me luck
ch:
We can go back to where we were
There's still time to make things right
We don't have to be lonesome tonight
v2:
Is it too late to say, "I'm sorry"?
I've struggled all along
I can't wait until tomorrow
to confess that I was wrong
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But you don't notice
when I'm being sincere
And all the wrongs I sent your way
are starting to disappear
ch:
We can go back to where we were
There's still time to make things right
We don't have to be lonesome tonight
-- take it, Neil --
ch:
We can go back to where we were
There's still time to make things right
We don't have to be lonesome
ch:
We can go back to where we were
There's still time to make things right
We don't have to be lonesome tonight
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Slow-Mo Suicide
Gold dust mem’ry
It’s the end of the world
All the good nights blown away
Heart is howling
Think my ship’s comin’ in
Didn’t think it would come today
Letting go I wonder
What I might do
Should tomorrow shine on me the greatest thing I ever knew is you please stay with me
Self destruct into a
Million pieces mirroring the neon signs they advertise the trappings of my slow-mo suicide
Kids are playing
Watching the lamplight dim
Feel my senses drift away
Time at lakeside
Thinking my mem’ries fade
And that girl, what was her name
Letting go I wonder
What I might do
Should tomorrow shine on me the greatest thing I ever knew is you please stay with me
Self destruct into a
Million pieces mirroring the neon signs they advertise the trappings of my slow-mo suicide
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One More Time
One more time
One more trip down the avenue
Christmas lights light up the sky light the sky
One more kiss one more slip down the alley way
From a kiss to a wish to a wish
and you want me to be there
you want me to practice the lines that you chose
As a burnt out replacement
You want me to summon my gaze to the after glow
One more time
One more drift into saturday
Watching the crowd pass me by pass me by
One more dream one more song from my memory
Singing along in my mind in my mind
and you want me to be there
And you want me to look behind every door
as a burnt out replacement
You want me to summon my gaze to the after glow
One more time
One more shift to another way somewhere far faraway faraway
and you want me to be there
and you want me to ask all the questions you know
as a burnt out replacement
You want me to summon my gaze to the after glow
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Mark of the angels from a passenger flight
It’s a long way down a forgotten road
Hang on whispers from a willow tree
When the forest is on fire
Traffic light stuck on a blinking red
The storm’s laid out the pieces
Splinters from the sun like a burning rug
With their lives out on the pyre
Don’t you be confused
It’s hard to hear with a narrow point of view
When your head is sinking further
Past your hands into the sand
Look, look, look in the eyes
A stranger says hello
No one knows if the tide is in
Or if it’s hanging down below
Hold on tight like a hammer rail
Sharp around the curves
The valley is deep and the river winds
To the ocean overflow
Don’t you be confused
It’s hard to hear with a narrow point of view
When your head is sinking further
Past your hands into the sand
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