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The Good Word
03:36
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What's your secret? Can I keep it?
If we sleep the night away
Can I have another day?
What you selling? Are you Helen of Troy?
Now I'm just a boy who's at peace with his old wars
So tell me what you're looking for
Tell me what you're looking for
Let's bridge the gap now
We've all been through hell so you might as well
Not turn your back now
But if you ain't got nothing to say I got nothing to tell
We'll all just move along if there's nothing to see here
And I'll pretend like it ain't nothing to me
What's the good word?
I know I've heard it once or twice before
When it was knocking at my door
But now you don't come round no more
So what the hell am I looking for?
Let's bridge the gap now
We've all been through hell so you might as well
Not turn your back now
But if you ain't got nothing to say I got nothing to tell
We'll all just move along if there's nothing to see here
And I'll pretend like it ain't nothing to me dear
We can make it for the night, it's just a matter of time
I'll write you a letter, you can shoot the messenger if you like
I'll survive
Even though there is no black and white
Let's bridge the gap now
We've all been through hell so you might as well
Not turn your back now
But if you ain't got nothing to say I got nothing to tell
We'll all just move along if there's nothing to see here
And I'll pretend like it ain't nothing to me dear
Yeah I'll pretend like it ain't nothing to me
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SOS
03:15
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I'm captain of this ship:
S.S. S.O.S.
Pleased to meet you
What's my line?
I'm fragmented just eat me whole
What good is lust if we're just running away?
What good is time if I'm wasting mine?
We play hopscotch in a minefield
Broke my stopwatch, heard that time heals
Even though it feels like it steals instead
What good is lust if we're just running away?
What good is time if I'm wasting mine?
Wouldn't it be nice if we had
All the love
We're deserving of so much more
Than being unknown soldiers off to war
What good is lust if we're just running away?
What good is time if I'm wasting mine?
What good is lust if we're just running away?
What good is time if I'm wasting mine?
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3. |
Glass House
03:12
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Mister misery
You're barking up the wrong tree
Like this vice grip
At least it holds us tightly
Those who live in a glass house
Should throw their stones at the ceiling
I'm eating your ambition
Well I've got this condition
Why try to fight it?
Hey Ms. Mystery
I'm missing a part of me
Like this jigsaw
It's cutting me to pieces
Those who live in a glass house
Should throw their stones at the ceiling
I'm eating your ambition
Well I've got this condition
Why try to fight it?
Got a soul for sale
It's all familiar when you're talking to yourself
Talking to yourself
You're not alone
But you're certain that'll change
You can start to smell the lilies
Filling up your bouquet
Those who live in a glass house
Should throw their stones at the ceiling
I'm eating your ambition
I'm sick, I've got this condition
Why try to fight it?
But I try to fight it
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Despite my best intentions
You got me second guessing again
Leave your last impression at the door
You know the roads under my skin now
Look at the mess we're in
How about we stop trying to finish what we started?
Who do you think you are?
Yeah you oughta know better
Who do you think you are?
Yeah you oughta know better
Ain't got no good reason to hide
I'm walking too tall for this ride
We all unwind counter-clockwise
Who do you think you are?
Yeah you oughta know better
Who do you think you are?
Yeah you oughta know better
Room fills up with smoke
But you're choking on your breath
And the reason that you're feeling so unbalanced
Is your mouth keeps writing cheques
You can't cash
You can't cash
Who do you think you are?
Yeah you oughta know better
Who do you think you are?
Yeah I shoulda known better
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5. |
Ghost Town
03:22
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I watch the sun go down on our ghost town
We'll go on to haunt, once the well runs dry
Got my fingers crossed for a renaissance
And this sunspot phenomena
I hope won't leave me blind
I'm chained to the empty space
Long atlas lost our place
I feel the weight of every grain of sand
Spilling from the hourglass
How's your memory?
Can alchemy fill in this hole
Help turn distant glitter into gold?
Deja vecu turns me into a fool
Til I see history running from my eyes
I'm chained to the empty space
Long atlas lost our place
I feel the weight of every grain of sand
Spilling from the hourglass
Let's hit the road, I'll go the distance
Knowing my luck, I might miss this chance
Best not leave it up to ten pace, who's got quick hands?
Let's hit the road, I'll go the distance
I'm chained to the empty space
Long atlas lost our place
I feel the weight of every grain of sand
Spilling from the hourglass
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Taylor Curtis Vancouver, British Columbia
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