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Lynn Wynn - Touch
01:20
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I could not write a song
If my life depended on it this month.
Maybe I’ve lost my touch?
I wrote this song at 7:30 Sunday morning
And recorded it while Gus played doctor
Next to me
“Listen… listen it!
No one... no one fights like Gaston
Listen it!” – Gussie
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Prix Fixe - Will I Ever
02:40
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Why can’t I ever find the words to say?
How can I get out?
Will I ever find a way?
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This house, I know
These hands I’m holding are not my own
It’s all I know
You called, by the railroad way
My phone in hand, I felt the same
You saw me break my oath and like
The combinations of my mother
I’m held against the wind
I’ve come to need this company
Here’s all I care for:
A night, a song, a Kodachrome, I consider myself in two when I say
A moan, perfume, a day with you
You know why the lights don’t fade?
The candles flick and I feel the same
My father sees this pattern break
There’s beauty in the pending
When we’re held up on our own
With your hands in my hair falling out everywhere, looking at the street that we live on
It’s a long line of those type of brown-eyed girls, I suppose we’re making our mettle
My fingers they bleed, my hair it has streaks, we’re sitting with our face in the mirror
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Alex Vincent - Humming
03:13
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Pale skin
Baking in the sun
Dark cloud
Raining on the fun
Energy
Negative one
Vampire
Draining everyone
I know
I’m no
Fun to
Be around
Dead tree
Swaying in the breeze
Grass stains
Fucking up your knees
Marley
Haunting Ebenezer
Thank you very much
That’s the nicest thing that anyone’s done for me
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Discographik - Long Road
03:44
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Altiplano
In the rearview mirror
I’ll be back someday
Like Pancho headed south
We fought a battle
On the hill in Zacatecas
May have won with my words
But she would rather lose
Spent a night
In the heat of Torreón
Perhaps we’ve lost our trust
But still we carry on
Cross the bridge
Mine the veins for silver
But there’s no spoils to give her
It’s a long road
She said “take me home”
But we haven’t got a home
And we haven’t got a long road
Coming to a close
Sunset on the driver’s side
Took me on a four year ride
Walked the ruins
In Casas Grandes
Where the Mormons hid
Their loving from the law
And when the guns come out
We keep our heads and drive
For a moment I feel alive
Reach the Gadsden line
A folly on the map
Another battle awaits
Like Pancho headed north
The might Colorado
Cuts a canyon to the sea
Her currents rage
Cut a chasm right through me
It’s a long road
She said “take me home”
But we haven’t got a home
And we haven’t got a long road
Coming to a close
Sunset on the driver’s side
Took me on a four year ride
It’s a long road
She said “take me home”
But we haven’t got a home
And we haven’t got a long road
Coming to a close
Sunset on the driver’s side
Credits
Pedal Steel: Mike Dixon
Electric Guitar: Dillon Hansen
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Tara - Getting Old
02:00
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There is a green hill far away
Where our ancestors went to pray
To thank their god for her spring days
With painted eggs, flower bouquets
I know we learned a different way
A man who died so he could save
Other people from their pain
Said it was the only way
Your letter came a few weeks late
You wished me joy everyday
You also worry and you pray
For me, in your distance way
I wrote you back, I want to go
To the greenplace we don’t know
We’ve been hurting, we’ve been told
The earth has tilted, we’re getting old
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Why’d you use me,
Ball me up and throw me in the trash?
Your logic confuses me,
When you pretend it wasn’t just to cover your own ass.
To you anything,
Short of condemnation is approval,
So you force me,
To be the enforcer for you.
It’s not how it’s meant to be.
Don’t know what you meant to me.
I guess we just wait and see,
How everything’s gonna be now.
If condemnation’s what you want,
I’ve got something for you.
Tired of acting like nothing’s wrong,
So here’s the score yeah.
I’m through with you,
I’m done pretending everything’s okay,
Don’t know what I’m gonna do but,
I’m gonna have to find a more sustainable way.
The way we know
Is not the true way.
The name we name
Is not the full name.
The truth we tell
Is not the whole truth.
The way that we talk about
Is never gonna be
The lasting way
The way we know is not the true way,
The name we name is not the full name,
The truth we tell is not the whole truth,
The way that we talk about is never gonna be,
The lasting way
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I’ve fallen down
I’m reaching out
When I’ve found out how
I’ll make it out
I set out to find new faces
I got lost in all new places
I saw it all, and I felt just the same
I will make it out
I will make it out
I’m underground
Can’t make a sound
What force compels?
Only time can tell
I set out to find new faces
I got lost in all new places
I saw it all, and I felt just the same
I will make it out
I will make it out
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Is the sun brighter today
It’s piercing my eyes in a brand new way
I’m walking home from the BART
shielding my face with my arms
I’m a new man
In fact I’ll never be the same
This is the last time
you’ll see me outside without my shades
You said “he makes you feel safe”
Made worse by the fact you didn’t say his name
It’s okay, I’ll be fine
I’ve got plenty on my mind
Is the sun brighter today
I swear the suns brighter today
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God I want to play in a band
Craft an angle, etch lines in the sand
Not knowing what I gotta do
But knowing it’s music with you
Not gonna sit back and wonder
Where all of my time went
Seeing the cycle
I’m seeing something new
Don’t need to find a new name
Don’t need a premise to claim
Doing what I’ve done before
It’s the step I’ve been stepping towards
Not gonna sit back and wonder
Where all of my time went
Seeing the cycle
I’m seeing something new
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