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she said i’m not leaving you today
I have learned some tricks along the way
knowing when to show your hand and knowing when to hide
and seek the things to keep our peace of mind
I said I’m not leaving, either you said k
I mean it’d still be nice if you tried to make me stay
though I can’t deny there’s times I’d slip and slide on down the line
but I always knew that you were my peace of mind
peace of mind, peace of mind
You’ve been out wandering for some time
Won’t you come home and we can make something fine
Instead of stealing my peace of mind
Lone coyote called out late last night
Right before the moon dropped out of sight
My horoscope said hey you dope quit looking for a sign.
just be satisfied with your peace of mind
peace of mind, peace of mind
You’ve been out wandering for some time
Won’t you come home and we can make something fine
Instead of stealing my peace of mind
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the night I was born
the eye of the storm
how high’s the water, mama
and when I came of age
Left of center stage
Trying to avoid the drama
hold on to things that float
that give you hope
make you leave the kitchen light on
move out of the past
we know that nothing lasts
everyday we choose to fight on
Last night, I saw your friend,
tried to pretend
that I wasn’t asking about you
It was awkward though
Trying not to show
I’m still learning to live without you
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Dan Hawthorne - Clouds
03:08
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Half awake on the lawn, by the lake and long gone
maybe nobody will notice
rebus above us you see, no place that I’d rather be
trying to figure why they float
It’s a lazy day laying around
Looking up at the clouds
It’s a Rorschach afternoon in the summer
There’s the General Lee painted by georgia o’keefe
a confederate clitoris
a mechanical bear in a Mondrian square
spring peepers sing a chorus
I move my hand slowly over
feeling lucky lying in the clover
It’s a Rorschach afternoon in the summer
the whole world is falling apart
but i’ve got you and that’s a good start
won’t you take me down
to where the trees grow tall and there’s no one else around
Shastakovich’s fifth
she said it sounds like a soviet elliott smith
it’s a rorshach afternoon, and the evening comes too soon
it’s a Rorschach afternoon in the summer
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Erik Styles - Local Boy
02:46
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Eight years old, wearing a costume that my mother sewed
Throwing candy to passing strangers as we ambled down the road
Behind the marching band, two miles an hour
God I feel like the GOAT
I’m lifted up by the cheers and hollers
This ain’t no ride, man, it’s a float
Local boy makes good on dream, Local boy makes good on dream
I was ET with a satin heart and a fingertip of red
Doing my moves for passing strangers, letting it all good to my head
Local boy makes good on dream, Local boy makes good on dream
Local boy makes good on dream, Local boy makes good on dream
What have you got there? Reeses Pieces
Hey guys, ET’s got Reeses Pieces
Local boy makes good on dream, Local boy makes good on dream . . .
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Fearsome worm with scales of white
Have you heard of Cryovain?
Keeps the children up at night
Cryovain, Cryovain!
Give them nightmares, give them chills
Cold and cruel Cryovain
Frigid gaze and iron will
Cryovain, Cryovain!
Icy doom from way up high
Mighty, mighty Cryovain!
Freezing terror rules the sky
Cryovain, Cryovain!
Roaring echoes through the night
Close the shutters, lock them tight!
Quiet now don’t make a sound
Dragons prowling all around!
Hide your cattle, hide your goose
Hungry, hungry Cryovain!
Cryovain is on the loose
Cryovain, Cryovain!
Bearing down, with prey in sight
Salivating Cryovain
Cryovain will feast tonight
Cryovain, Cryovain!
He will freeze them without fail
Frosty, frosty Cryovain!
Cover them with ice and hail
Cryovain, Cryovain!
Blast them all with sleet and snow
Feel the bitter northwind blow.
Flying off with prize in hand
Cryovain is in command!
Scatter, people in the streets
Here comes mighty Cryovain!
Bringing death to all he meets
Cryovain, Cryovain!
Landing in the village square
Bring your gold to Cryovain
Don’t you stop and don’t you stare
Cryovain, Cryovain!
Run inside and lock the door
You can’t hide from Cryovain!
Pay him tribute, he wants more
Cryovain, Cryovain!
Turn the fields to permafrost
Bend the knee or all is lost!
(If) you refuse Lord Cryovain,
You elect the way of pain!
Try to trick or double cross
Mighty, mighty Cryovain
You will pay an icy cost
Cryovain, Cryovain!
Wintertide the whole year ‘round
Fierce and famous, Cryovain!
He can never be uncrowned
Cryovain, Cryovain!
Teeth as sharp as vorpal swords
Winter worm called Cryovain!
Claws as strong as minotaurs
Cryovain, Cryovain!
When he circles, way up high
We all stare up at the sky
When will Cryovain bring death?
We all wait with bated breath!
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6. |
Tom Adamson - Kayaks
02:00
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People in kayaks
kayaks in rivers
rivers in forests
forests in summer
voices in treetops
echo...voices
birdsong and voices
echo
float away
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