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She comes ringing at my chamber door
Once again she puts me on the floor
She'll close the curtains and dim the lights
She brings darkness and she brings the night
Oh Miriam you turn my face unto the cold
You're in my eye through all the years of young and old
And to the sky I cry out help me gain control
Oh Miriam you shall not have my soul
When at my highest I still feel the pull
Like a pin hole in a glass that's full
Her voice in whispers, a cloak of dreams
She turns the gradual into extremes
Oh Miriam you drown the sunlight with your rain
In your pleasure you administer the pain
And to the sky I cry out help me take a stand
Oh Miriam release me from your hand
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Scott Orr - Candide
03:13
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Coffee's brewing in the kitchen, eggs are frying on the griddle,
And the sun's not yet decided if it comes up today.
I'm facing a decision and it's gonna hurt a little,
Is it worth my time to try it, will it just fade away?
Can you hear me, Candide? Help me to find it.
You wanna be free, Candide, then talk to me, the way that you have before.
I know it's in there somewhere, I just have to find it.
Sometimes it's very easy and sometimes it's not.
Sometimes it's so far out there you need a map to find it,
But sometimes it's sitting right there - inside your heart.
Can you hear me, Candide? Help me to find it.
You wanna be free, Candide, then talk to me, the way that you have before.
The cost of indecision levies quite a toll, but I'd gladly pay the bill.
If I knew your indecision was a passing thing I'd wait for you until ...
You come back home to me.
I suppose you have your reasons and you owe no explanations,
But I feel you're growing distant and your heart is still.
As the days turn into seasons, I know your reputation.
I'm afraid you wont' show up today and maybe never will.
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There was an hour
The world was dark
I need no lantern
I need no spark
The bliss of darkness
All mine alone
I could have lived there
I could have grown
You know you never
Should have turned
Showed your face here
You should’ve learned
I couldn’t help it
So true to form
I burn inside me
but can’t get warm
All the same
I think I’ll go
But I’ll be back here
I know you know
I’ve got nobody
but me to blame
Can’t give you up
it’s a loser’s game
But all the same
I sing the blessed
Good fortune’s fools
The ones who never
Were shown the jewels
Who wished on stars
In lesser skies
who never glimpsed you
the glimmering prize
You let me hold you
a moment’s play
For you, a mercy
I’ve lost my way
I’ll sleep no more
These dreams of rain
I swear I held you
Yet once again
All the same
I think I’ll go
But I’ll be back here
I know you know
I’ve got nobody
but me to blame
Can’t give you up
it’s a loser’s game
But all the same
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Tyler Millard - Grace
02:13
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Grace
I was speaking with Grace last night
She says she feels like
We might be alright
But for her it’s never been nothing
To find the good in something
And see things on the bright side
She’s like an echo in the morning
She goes everywhere with me
But then she’ll leave me without warning
There’s a side of me that Grace will never see
There are times when I’m afraid
That some day she may fade
Cause she found out I’m a fake
But as long as I’ve been living
Grace just keeps on giving
No matter how much I take
No matter how high the stakes
Or how fast I break down
How bout a break down
She’s like an echo in the morning
She goes everywhere with me
But then she’ll leave me without warning
There’s a side of me that Grace will never see
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How does it happen? I’m really not sure
Sometimes it’s easy, most times it’s work
Words will flow quickly, the tunes not so much
Yet somehow a song will emerge
You can call it a gift and I guess I’d agree
Or the touch of a muse by the name of Aoede
But when the spark strikes
And a ditty is done
I’m always a little bit stunned
The first time it happened I woke up one morning
And found myself forming some chords
I couldn’t not write it, it was a little alarming
And finishing was quite a reward
I’ve had highs and lows, recently ten years of nothing
And now again the muse is unleashed
I wish I could say that time wasn’t crushing
But at least writing again is such a relief
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Tyler I used to
Love on the real you
Now I make out with your ghost
You were the bestest
Out of my exes
You are the one I miss most
It’s not amusing
You’re still my muse thing
After all of this time
Don’t need a reminder
I’ve filled up a binder of
Reasons you should be mine
I know it’s wrong but I write
I know it’s wrong but I write
I don’t even put up a fight
Every night
Song after song (yeah)
I know it’s wrong but I write
I know it’s wrong but I write
You got me on like a light
And I like
Playing along, cause
I know it’s wrong but I—write
Tyler, can you see
All that we could be
What if I changed up the plot
You’ll be defenseless
To my indifference
And give me all that you’ve got
It’s not amusing
Searching for new things
When I’d rather have you
Don’t need a reminder
I need a rewinder
Here’s the best I can do
Reimagining
Every little thing
You don’t really mind
Cause you’re only in my mind
Only in my mind
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In her absence
I repose
Through bleak midwinter’s
Jarring notes;
Say nothing,
Hope’s on its way.
Do nothing,
Hope’s on its way.
When sleepless silence
Burns away
Cozy blanket’s
Warm embrace;
Say nothing,
Hope’s on its way.
Do nothing,
Hope’s on its way.
Comes occasion
I suppose
When all seems lost
But so it goes;
Say nothing,
Hope’s on its way.
Do nothing,
Hope’s on its way.
Sweetest tempest
Is a muse
‘Spite your lonely
She may refuse
Say nothing,
Hope’s on its way.
Do nothing,
Hope’s on its way.
All my lifetime
Still I chase
Glancing smiles,
A friendly face;
Say nothing,
Hope’s on its way.
Do nothing,
Hope’s on its way.
It’s a cycle
We all know
Riding out those
Ebbs and flows;
Say nothing,
Hope’s on its way.
Do something,
Hope’s on its way.
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