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Sun Song
02:35
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Was wandering across the hill one day
Just hoping time would go by
Thought I’d see what the sun might say
If I looked him in the eye
I turned my face up toward the sun
Forced myself not to look away
Gotta let you it wasn’t much fun
Until I heard a voice say
“You can bask in my rays
Follow my path
Get yourself a tan as a matter of fact
Use my light for all of your days
But don’t try to meet my gaze”
A smarter man might have stopped right then
But I just carried on
My eyes they stung and I won’t pretend
That it was any kind of fun
But I held my own and suddenly
With a flash I could see his very face
He eyes grew dark as he scowled at me
And once more I heard him say
“You can bask in my rays
Follow my path
Get yourself a tan as a matter of fact
Use my light for all of your days
But don’t try to meet my gaze”
“Well, what you gonna do?” I said to him
“I’ve seen all that I can.”
So he shook his head and with a grin
Said, “Son, you just have seen your last”
He was right,
My eyes were fried
Such a fool was I
“Tell you what, it can return
Just tell me what you’ve learned.”
“I can bask in your rays
Follow your path
Get myself a self tan as a matter of fact
Use your light for all of my days
But don’t try to meet your gaze”
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Lazy as September
on a Somerset swing
I wish I could remember
How we used to sing
Before we knew the words
or the things they mean
And our knees were always dirty
but our spirits they were clean
On the inside
There’s nowhere to hide
When your only starting out
On a endless afternoon
In a tiny little town
Could be in Indiana
Or you might be on the moon
Your in the middle of the moment
And there isn’t any room
To get outside
Standing in the current
Of a mountain stream
Pausing to remember
That it’s all a dream
Walking on the circle
Where the edges meet
It stretches out forever
Like your childhood street
Cozy as November
With the blankets on the bed
The bike in the garage and
And the quiet in your head
The humming of the heater
And the stillness of the air
The morning is a present
Just waiting for you there
On the flip side
Standing in the current
Of a mountain stream
Pausing to remember
That it’s all a dream
Standing on the circle
Where the edges meet
It stretches out forever
Like your childhood street
So it was, so it is, so it will be
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AG Y'all - Take the Time
04:42
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watching shadows on the wall
praying anything at all
Thought I heard the sirens’ wail
Could be coming for you now
You’re a gamble anyhow
a minor third in a major scale
How’d you get so small and frail
Used to tower tall
When you were young the halls were still
simple silence you could fill
You were shouting out your name
Now those frequencies, so shrill,
Chaos crush your crowded will
All your fury turned to tame
And I keep wondering who to blame
For making you this way
Something snapped inside you
Something that once tied you
The thinning threads of your old pride
Wish I had a way to
Mold that potter’s clay you
Hide away, so lost inside
I can’t see you
Never felt like such a broken fool
I can’t feel you
You’re just drowning in a shallow pool
So now you’ve walled off your small world
Your confusion crossed and curled
It’s just easier to cope
Turn down the neon and the noise
Settle for the smaller joys
Lost your halo and your hope
When will you slip on down that slope
And show us who you are?
Something snapped inside you
Something that once tied you
The thinning threads of your old pride
Wish I had a way to
Mold that potter’s clay you
Hide away, so lost inside
I can’t see you
Never felt like such a broken fool
I can’t feel you
You’re just drowning in a shallow pool
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Lyrics:
She's Hard to Love Sober
Put on your coat son and take me to town
I'm fresh out of beer and there's snow coming down
Being trapped here with Grandma just makes it seem colder
She's my reason for living her but she's hard to love Sober
I came home from Korea in 1953
to the prettiest girl in Lebanon Tennessee
But looks are deceiving let me tell you the truth
She's a bear in a dress with an impacted tooth
some people mellow with age like a fine vintage wine
others get rotten like fruit left on the vine
and your Grandma gets meaner as she gets older
I can't live without her, but she's hard to love Sober
She tells me she's worried about my wicked soul
and If I don't change my ways then to hell I will go
I said I aint really worried and that made her mad
But after living with her Hell can't be that bad
Some timez I think I can't go on living like this
I'd shoot her down but I'm scared I might miss
The cops might arrest me and lock me away
but what if they didn't and instead made me stay?
some people mellow with age like a fine vintage wine
others get rotten like fruit left on the vine
and your Grandma gets meaner as she gets older
I can't live without her, but she's hard to love Sober
Yes I took a vow to make her my wedded wife
to have and to hold for the rest of my life
for better for worse for richer for poorer
I swore Til death do us part, but I never said sober
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WHEN YOUR GONE
WHEN YOU LOOK AND YOU SEE A MILLION LIGHTS
WHEN YOU CRY A MILLION TEARS EVERY NIGHT
YOU WALK A THIN LINE
YOU CAN’T FIND THE TIME
AND THERE AIN’T NO PEACE OF MIND
THERE’S NOWHERE TO GO THERE’S NOWHERE TO HIDE AND YOUR GONE
WHEN YOU HEAR A MILLION VOICES IN YOUR HEAD
WHEN YOU TRY TO UNDERSTAND WHAT IS SAID
YOU WALK A THIN LINE
YOU CAN’T FIND THE TIME
AND THERE AIN’T NO PEACE OF MIND
THERE’S NOWHERE TO GO THERE’S NOWHERE TO HIDE AND YOUR GONE
HEY BABY THERES NO MAYBES
BABY WHEN YOUR GONE
WHEN YOU SEE A MILLION RAINDROPS FALL FROM THE SKY
WHEN YOU FEEL A MILLION TEARS ROLL DOWN YOUR EYES
YOU WALK A THIN LINE
YOU CAN’T FIND THE TIME
AND THERE AIN’T NO PEACE OF MIND
THERE’S NOWHERE TO GO THERE’S NOWHERE TO HIDE AND YOUR GONE
HEY BABY THERES NO MAYBES
BABY WHEN YOUR GONE
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In the valley below
In the corn field rows
Where the rain tiptoes
I’ll be waiting
Where the streetlights dim
Where the world wears thin
Some old timey hymns
I’ll be singin’
Hope is the last thing to die
When the Furies come
When the world’s undone
In the setting Sun
We’ll be prayin’
In the endless grace
In our meeting place
With a smiling face
Keep on sayin’
Hope is the last thing to die
Hope is the last thing to die
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why do you make me leave
is there something I can't see
can't help myself I can't stay
something calls to me
can I stay
could I refrain
make a home content to remain
just like my blood run through my veins
moving can not be restrained
I'm runnin young
just like my blood runs through me
still got a ways before I find the place
where I know I'll always be
my blood runs and I feel a wave just like a tide
and the moon pulls me onto the path that's just begun
when my blood runs I run
pulls me without leave
draws the roots up from the ground
stirs the restless part of me
I hear a call
far away and from within
singing me to my feet again
just like my blood
run through my veins
moving cannot be restrained
I'm runnin young
just like my blood runs through me
still got a ways before I find the place
where I know I'll always be
my blood runs and I feel a wave just like a tide
and the moon pulls me onto the path that's just begun
just like my blood
run through my veins
moving cannot be restrained
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I
There is a darkness on the rise
I sense the formless taking shape
You have a violence in your eyes
This is a fate we can’t escape
And
I feel so much better than I have in my whole life
I fear I’m a stranger to myself
God help us now
II
There is a stillness in the night
I note the omens all around
You have a flaw that blinds your sight
This is the way that we are bound
And
I feel so much better than I have in my whole life
I hear I’m a danger to my health
God help us now
III
There is a dullness to the light
I tally movements in the air
You have a vision burning bright
This is the burden we must share
And
I feel so much better than I have in my whole life
I hear I’m a stranger to myself
But
I feel so much better than I have in my whole life
I fear I’m a danger to my health
God help us now
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