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Cradle and All
02:49
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Cradle and ALL -
Thoughts into the black of what we are
I can't comment back if I can't come undone
A satellite crash in my back yard
A vision of love in the trunk of my car
An uninvited reign has come here thus far
Approaches the front door, a threat to what we are
So drag the ball and chain to the top of the wall
And down will come the cradle and all
You've got your mother's smile and it's not your fault
I sympathize, for so did I fall
Swallow, light the match, and breathe lit fire
We're either stuck in line, or lost in desire
An underground campaign has learned of what we are
And only knows our names, to try and sell our scars
So grab the ball and chain. To the top of the wall!
And down will come the cradle and all
- Copyright 2012 BMI
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Again
04:05
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Again-
In this silly weather sits a cloud shaped brain
I glanced into the mirror then I hear it start to rain and rain
The rain could gather in my head and shed these thoughts and views but
Clouds don’t match my boots in this weather
Again, again, again
In the middle of this rooms a crowded man
who leaned into the picture but he fell into the frame
No one noticed much his presence, nor much less his claim
There’s no sound left to hear this man’s name
Again, again, again
In the feather coffin lies the face of you
Who’s burning mask of laughter and of sorrow know the truth
Of men and women young and old who all once were confused
But now their love burns hot like embers
Again, again, again
Again, again, again
-2012 copyright BMI
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Whistle Don't Mean Quit
03:50
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Whistle Don't Mean Quit
I’ve been working all lifelong did I ever let it in
Take me to the river, Lord, and float me
I been bleeding all my blood till there ain’t no red in it
If I seem muddy wade to my chin in it
If I seem muddy wade to my chin in it
Hear them rolling all night long but the whistle don’t mean quit
Dig my boots in black coal till I’m covered in it
The whistle crying aloud don’t never mean quit
Lord knows I’ve called his name in the middle of the night and the pouring rain
When the blisters on my palms split in He ain’t gonna let me down
Don’t rest them bones or set down just yet, if it ain’t gonna kill you then you’ll move instead
The whistle crying aloud don’t never mean quit
The whistle singing hard don’t never mean quit
2012 copyright - BMI
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Crosslines
02:40
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Crosslines -
And I don’t know if you heard me
But did you read between all of my lines?
And I don’t know what makes me need you
Are we parallel, or will we cross lines?
Do I get a second chance with you?
But did I burn this bridge downright?
Was I ever set on crossing your ocean?
Or just dreaming of footsteps on water?
And I don’t know if you heard me
When I said all my goodbyes
And I don’t know why I bothered to
Speak again, that I loved you
Copyright 2012 - BMI
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The Rooster
02:48
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The Rooster -
An open smile can let you in for awhile
But the road I’ve traveled sets us off for miles
Take this child something after all
That can heal his wounds suffered after the fall
Don’t run in line like they figured you would
But with open sores throw them off of the trail
Shotgun lines fully loaded I swear
With nothing left to lose they stare at the rooster
Copyright 2012 - BMI
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Laughing Days
03:40
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Laughing Days -
Laughing days have left again, where could they have gone?
Did someone send them on their way like a paper plane?
And here I am as I was born and here I lie today
With 40 lives beyond my time and nothing saved away
So put me on a plane when I die
So I can see the world as it flies
Put me on a train when I die
So I can see the world that I never knew
Well I’ve learned my lessons oh so well, I know this much is true
And no one here could recognize the times I’ve blindly moved
When it flows it really flows and when it pours the rich look poor
The look on their faces I can’t describe, they don’t relate with me, which is fine
So put me on a plane when I die
So I can see the world as it flies
Put me on a train when I die
So I can see the world that I never knew
Common ground breaks by chance
I can feel in my bones a compromise
It only makes sense for once as it were
It makes me lose my mind, makes me lose my mind, which is fine
Copyright 2012 - BMI
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Wade-Giles
04:39
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Wade-Giles -
Bold, cold, rubber lover
I’ve been made to feel this way again
She’s got me crawling in my skin
Just looking for a way out
She leaves me for seven days
Misleading me in several different ways
And I just want to make up with her
Old enough to give and young enough to fade
In time we will live our lives this way
How do we divide the stories from the lines?
We’ll just have to try,
Try, Try
My lady let me down my lady let me go, I said my lady dropped me off in Mexico
The stories still alright, the stories still in line
We can drive back home, baby, in one night
Said, old enough to give, and young enough to fake
In time we will live out lives this way
How do we divide the stories from the lines?
We’ll just have to try
Try, Try, Try, Try, Try, Try
Bold, cold, rubber lover
I’ve been made to feel this way again
She’s got me crawling in my skin
Just looking for a way out
She leaves me for seven days
Misleading me here in several different ways
And I just want to make up, whoa with her
Whoa, with her
Copyright 2012 - BMI
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The Collective
05:31
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The Collective -
Vertigo, ten years ago
This equilibrium has got a mind of its own
Tarragon, burns on and on
The incense ash away, ash away
The thirst runs through my body
Like the long lit fuse burns to the dynamite
The rose, magnetic, has her own thorns
I’ve got a sand dune funnel hour glass
Spilling time through my esophagus
Gravity takes her children to their home
Sun’s mirage, find paradise
Dragged like a corpse on a rope so long
Pull me up crawling for water
This thirst inside won’t let me drown
Every time I close my eyes they fuse their lids together
Begging me for a life together
Like pale blue, full moon wanes again
All we need is time to dream within
We dream the acceptance of the collective
We dream the acceptance of the collective
Every time I close my eyes they fuse their lids together
Begging me for a life together
Like pale blue, full moon wanes again
All we need is time to dream within
We dream the acceptance of the collective
We dream the acceptance of the collective
We dream the acceptance of the collective
We dream the acceptance of the collective
Copyright 2012 - BMI
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I'm Free
03:37
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I'm Free -
Give me life, or give me heaven
Either way I'm free
Mercy smiled at my doorstep
Grace was always the key
Dig me up or bury me
Either way I'm in too deep
Tear me out and hang me out to dry
Either way I'm me
I'm free, I'm free, I'm free, I'm Free
Copyright 2012 - BMI
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Coddington In Ballad
04:31
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Coddington In Ballad -
Monty was so young when Dad died, by eleven Mother followed behind
When time came to do his part with all that he had lost he never lost heart
So he swore to the oath and took to the sky, and he gave it all that he got
June 7th 19 four four, his squadron fell victim to the war
When the plane crashed down, onto French grounds, his body they never had found
Sun shone to the prairie unscathed, six decades had past plus six years had they lain
The pilot and P-38 pieced together fit the puzzle they’d made
Tears never shed from his serviced crown, and was never paid tribute till now
Lay another rose in the ground with eyes fixed over the clouds
And pray with right hand placed over heart for the man that we never forgot
Copyright 2012 - BMI
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Tree Of Mortal Vines
04:26
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Tree of Mortal Vines
Asleep beneath the leaves of mortal vines
Planted by the creek where old tombs lie
Across the muddy waves, the boarders line
Across the deck of Old Plum Lake
He lost his way before all the funerals
And many moons before the rivers growth
He fell between the days before the lines
When they planted deep the seed of mortal vines
The clouds hid it all but nothing would hide its vines
Between the roots entwined under the tree of mortal vines
The flowers never bloomed in pink or red,
But 27 shades of black instead
If you don’t take off your shoes at night it’s said
The tree of mortal vines may curse you
Its true there’s never been a sight such as this before
Both leaf and vine owned a dreaming man
Still trapped inside from a million years ago
Or so the legend grows
The clouds hid it all while someone slept inside
Between the roots entwined under the tree of mortal vines
The tree of mortal vines
The tree of mortal vines
Copyright 2012 - BMI
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As a Girl
03:33
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As a Girl -
Through the window I see her stare
At a place on the floor she fell as a girl
So much heartache so much heartbreak
In a room she remembers her live as a girl
Horoscope reads:
“Pay attention to the men in your life that you’ve let walk out the door.
You’ve either let them go or you gave them too much space.
See, one lives in fortune while one lies in vane”
I don’t want to live this way now
Cause I’m sick of hearing this sound
I don’t want to dig myself out
There’s nowhere left to go but down
Through the window I see her stare at a place on the floor that she fell as a girl
So much heartache so much heartbreak in a room she remembers her life as a girl
I don’t want to live this way now
Cause I’m sick of hearing this sound
I don’t want to dig myself out
There’s nowhere left to go in this town
Coperight 2012 - BMI
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The Fire
06:17
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The Fire -
The soles of her feet grew tired
The crown of his thorn she retired
The soft of her neck was rubbed dry
From the cloth that wore bare untied
Softly I stand beside her
So sweetly she says, she knows
But when the winds of doubt blow beside her
She feels no pain but she goes
Softly I stand beside her
So sweetly she says, she knows
But when the winds of doubt blow beside her
She feels no pain but she goes
I feel so alive
I head for the fire
I can’t be denied
Awake now from the cold
Softly I stand beside her
So sweetly she says, she knows
But when the winds of doubt blow beside her
She feels no pain but she goes
She feels no pain but she goes
She feels no pain but she goes
Feels no pain but she goes
Copyright 2012 - BMI
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Paisley California
Paisley is an American vocalist / songwritter specializing in the fusion of Folk, Alternative, and Soul
music.
Paisley has a distinctive copper-mouthed vocal style. His use of raw, single-take recordings allows for an accurate recreation of how he sounds live.
Paisley's projects offer an impressive array of melody and innovative lyrical imagery for his listeners.
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