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Apollo
04:34
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You wait……...To hear
A melody…….That can heal
But even if Apollo never comes
There’s a song in everyone
And if you feel you can’t believe
Listen to me
The God of music and his sister
From Harlem to the moon
Shoot across the sky even at night
Looking out for you
And it’s a race
To fill the space
Between the wondering and the why
If you’re lost you gotta try
To remember how you got here
And how we learned to fly
The last star……….…you see………..Just means
Night’s almost over
And light is coming for you
And there’s a reason why we sing
There’s magic and prophecy in this path
We have to go back
The God of music and his sister
From Harlem to the moon
Shoot across the sky even at night
Looking out for you
And it’s a race
To fill the space
Between the wondering and the why
If you’re lost you gotta try
To remember how you got here
And how we learned to fly
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April
04:08
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Buzz
03:42
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Waiting for the buzz, it’s gotta come
Silence can’t last this long
I could fill it, but I don’t
Shake me up to my bones
So quiet, I can’t hear
Myself think when you’re not near
Wake me up, pull me down
Make me come, back to now
Days turn round and round
Broken record, scratchy sound
Drop a needle, find a groove
It reminds me that I’m missing you
What else can I say?..........
…. It never worked that way
Count the hours, stack the years
Feel them passing me down here
I been known to talk the talk
Won’t say it again. It’s time to walk.
Days turn round and round
Broken record, scratchy sound
Drop a needle, find a groove
It reminds me that I’m missing you
What else can I say?..........
Gonna sit right down. Gonna think it up
Gotta be a way to lose this stuff
You want a piece? Divide me up.
Cut right down my middle…… but it’s not tough
To see……What I’m supposed to keep
Days turn round and round
Broken record, scratchy sound
Drop a needle, find a groove
It reminds me that I’m missing you
What else can I say?..........
…. It never worked that way
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4. |
Here Now
03:07
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Here, now, something wakes up
Notices the stillness, notices we’ve stopped
And that we’re breathing. It doesn’t ask why
Just says hello out there, hello I’m ready to fly
If you need me, but I’m just testing these wings
Nowhere I need to be right now…..Cuz everything
Is inside here
But we’re tied up on the outside staring at our hands
At our lists of apologies, notes on where we stand
Crossing off our reasons, circling why not
We made a mess of these plans when we tried to scratch them off
Eyes down……….Hands up
Keep your rifle and your dreams out of the mud
Cuz if you look right at it, it disappears
To name it, describe it, this job could take years
Away, from just living today
By day….. By day…….. By day
Stop………Just stop
Cuz tomorrow………Is not
A destination
Nothing begins or ends when the sun sets
Turn your back on your mistakes, but you still get
To take ‘em with you, cuz in the rearview mirror
They’re never as close as they appear
Eyes up……….Hands down
At 10 and 2, if you’re heading out of town
Cuz the signs point the old way
The middle road……….Back to yesterday
Here, now, something wakes up
Notices the stillness, notices we’ve stopped
And that we’re breathing. It doesn’t ask why
Just says hello out there, hello I’m ready to fly
If you need me, but I’m just testing these wings
Nowhere I need to be right now…..Cuz everything
Is inside here
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Itch
03:35
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I got a spot I can’t reach and God knows that I’ve tried
Cuz the thrill of not touching you burns me up inside
I catch my mind racing and I catch my breath
Are you thinking of me? Are you thinking of this?
I feel the warmth of you across this heated room
That’s close enough. Too much to lose
I can’t take my mind off you but I haven’t tried
Can I live like this? God knows I feel alive
I wish that you could buy me presents and call me late at night
But that shit just doesn’t happen in our two separate lives
I know I’ll never have it and this is all that I want
Cuz there’s something in the holding back
That’s almost enough
You know I’d scratch your back if you’d scratch mine
But I think that self-control would fail us every time
There’s something in you that brings out the dirty old man in me
And that something makes me stay long after I should leave
I got a spot I can’t reach andGod knows that I’ve tried
Cuz the thrill of not touching you burns me up inside
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