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Are they brown? Are they green?
Are they blue?
Will I be stunned by the wonderful hue?
Oh how I like to fantasize
My future lover’s eyes
Are they brown? Are they green?
Are they blue?
Are they brunette? scarlet? Are they blonde?
For jet black curls I would surely be fond
I’d run my fingers through with care
My future lover’s hair
Are they brunette? scarlet? Are they blonde?
Will I know in a kiss, or a laugh or a glance?
Will it be a hello? Will I know from a dance?
When will my heart receive the cue
I’ve fallen in love with you
Will I know in a kiss or a laugh
Brunette or scarlet
Are they brown? Are they green?
Are they blue?
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Merciful Sisters - Black
02:51
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The black is black
The night is night
The way of the world, the absence of light
We kill our own kind, unrest in the mind
We're all heading down
Soul frustration, the darker days
We're slaves to devices, we've lost our ways
There's one solution, don't pass it by
Just turn your eyes unto the sky
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Alone here I sat all these years felt uninspired
Gave birth to your little boys and girls always so tired
You promised me that you’d take care of all of my needs through the years
The kids came along and something seemed to change deep inside you
You seemed to grow distant and nothing I did seemed to break through
You were colder than ice I recall, but I stuck with you through it all
I wish things could go back to when I met you by the river
Now as these cubs look to you, they need a good father.
You shunned off the little one, who now fights for you for his honor
It seems that you led them astray, by trying to push him away
I wish things could go back to when I met you by the river
Don’t burn all of the roads that we traveled on
Don’t forget that your family is one
I believe in you, don’t turn your back on us now
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there's something about
sinking down
letting go
deeper into blue
stop treading water
it'll only make you tired and
wear you down
till you lose sight of you
i've not lost my way
i’m looking for the signs
searching to find me
and hoping to be found
by some higher power
at this very hour
the image holds
us captive still
a heavy burden
a weight we can't ignore
it's what we cling
so tightly to
that hurts the most
it's not worth fighting for
tired of manufacturing
my lonely prison cell
i know it all too well
find myself in the mess
the place where we’re made known to us is
deeper into heart
deeper into soul
deeper into me
deep in you
deeper into life
deeper into peace
deeper into love…
you find yourself
when you lose yourself
when you quit wondering
if you could be more
everyone sees you
but it’s not really you
it's the shame that
cuts you to the core
to be vulnerable
to light a candle through
the darkness that consumes you
dare to let others see
breaking down the walls so you’ll be
deeper into heart
deeper into soul
deeper into me
deep in you
deeper into life
deeper into peace
deeper into love
deep in true
deeper into god
deeper into good
deep into the old
deep in new
deeper into grace
deep into the mess
deep into it all…
you find yourself
when you lose yourself
when you disappear
deeper into blue
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5. |
Luke Payne - Red Sun
03:16
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Red sun is sinking’ low
Under the weight of a heavy
Question
Leaving
White moon is holding still
Deep in the heart of this darkness
Watching
The night
We’re still in motion
To the rhythm of
The melodies we sung
When we were young
Blue sky is a ringing bell
Another chance to get moving
Building
Something
Green gate is standing wide
We’re wandering through this garden
Dreaming
Life
We’re still in motion
To the rhythm of
The melodies we sung
When we were young
Watch it come
Watch it go
Watch it come
Watch it go
Where does it go
When it’s gone?
Red sun is sinking’ low
Under the weight of a heavy
Question
Leaving
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v1:
I had that dream again, where I give it all away
A little terror, but mostly relief
Not the same as happiness, but I'm starting to have some faith
It might be something that looks like peace
ch:
There's more than enough white flags to go around
Songs of peace & love, but we don't like the sound
Something on the horizon is calling for change
v2:
And here's another thought, although a bit naive
What if fear could be erased
Yeah, I know, impossible, and likely hard to believe
But maybe compassion could take its place
ch:
There's more than enough white flags to go around
Songs of peace & love, but we don't like the sound
Something on the horizon is calling for change
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There's more than enough mercy to give away
We've missed out on so much, so how 'bout today
I'm as guilty as everyone, so I'll take the blame
br:
So much time that we waste, trying to prove that we're right
I don't mind laying it down, throwing the fight
Throw the fight
-- gtr stuff --
ch:
There's more than enough white flags to go around
Songs of peace & love, but we don't like the sound
Something on the horizon is calling for change
-------
There's more than enough mercy to give away
We've missed out on so much, so how 'bout today
I'm as guilty as everyone, so I'll take the blame
v1.5:
I had that dream again, where I give it all away
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Girl In Green
Girl in green reads the news
looks at me through the TV screen
Keeps a diary somewhere in her dreams
Girl in Green reads the news
Falls beneath the TV screen
Keeps a souvenir of make believe
When your days fade away
and there’s nothing to say
Nothing to say
Where the wind blows where the clouds roll by on they’re way
Girl in Green in 3D
Reads the headlines from the screen
Gives an update on all of the news unseen
Girl in Green drifts away
Lost in thought somewhere gray
In a frozen mask of make believe
When your days fade away
and there’s nothing to say
Nothing to say
Where the wind blows where the clouds roll by on they’re way
Girl in green reads the news
looks at me through the TV screen
Keeps a diary somewhere in her dreams
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Cross the blue ocean she waits while she dances in clover
Left my girl there, the wind blowing her hair there at Dover
Napolean waits, and we seizing our fates move to greet him
Crossing the channel and onward to battle entreat them
Our swords at our side and us brimming with pride we set sail there
My darling behind, but fresh in my mind, say a prayer
Cerulean sea, she’ll go dancing with me in the moonlight
Nothing undone all the wars that we’ve won here at midnight
Spinning all time in the glorious white here in clover
Though we be dead we’re still losing our heads here at Dover
(Yes, I totally changed the last two lines of the lyric after the recording and upload. I wrote this shit, I can change it if I wanna.)
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