1. |
To the Flame
04:15
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Well you missed me on the ceiling
But you caught me on the floor
And I can’t help but feeling
That it’s been this way before
We have all the heat of fire
Without the comfort or the warmth
The only way to tell what’s come before
Is to feel what’s been burnt
If you thought that I was sliding
If you thought that I was low
You best check your expectations
How much further I will go
Because once you stop believing
There’s a stairway or a rope
The floor becomes uneven
And further you will go
We have all the heat of fire
Without the comfort or the warmth
The only way to tell what’s come before
Is to feel what’s been burnt
Now that we’ve lost hold of
All the world goes to the flame
Now that we’ve lost hold of
All the world goes to the flame
Well you missed me on the ceiling
But you caught me on the floor
And I can’t help but feeling
That it’s been this way before
We have all the heat of fire
Without the comfort or the warmth
The only way to tell what’s come before
Is to feel (is to feel)
We have all the heat of fire
Without the comfort or the warmth
The only way to tell what’s come before
Is to feel what’s been burnt
Now that we’ve lost of
All the world goes to the flame
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2. |
I'm Not Ready
03:18
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I’m not ready
Not ready yet
I’m not ready for anybody else
To tell me something about who I am
To tell me something about anybody else
I’m searching for, searching for
Searching for some type of understanding
Coming up, coming up
Keep coming up empty handed
All regrets now have settled in
In what we have said
In what we might have been
What we’re afraid of
What we have held
What we have missed and
What missed us as we fell
I’m searching for, searching for
Searching for some type of understanding
Coming up, coming up
Keep coming up empty handed
I’m not ready
Not ready yet
I’m not ready for anybody else
When, when you coming home
When, when you coming home
I’m searching for, searching for
Searching for some type of understanding
Coming up, coming up
Keep coming up empty handed
Searching for, I’m searching for
I’m searching for some type of understanding
Coming up, coming up
Keep coming up empty handed
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3. |
Don't You Go
03:16
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You’ve got something to say
Go on and say it
Why bother to wait
Don’t be so evasive
I’ll be waiting right here
There’s a time and a place
I’m willing to listen
Just don’t leave any space
Reasons you’ve given
Don’t you go out on your own
Don’t you go out on your own
I’ll be waiting right here
I will try to be kind and try to accept this
Just once open your eyes
Don’t be so dismissive
Don’t you go out on your own
Don’t you go out on your own
Don’t you go out on your own
Don’t you go out on your own
I’ll be waiting right here
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4. |
Sisyphus
02:42
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Wait, you are not a turtle on its shell
And I am not a boulder on a hill
We are not in purgatory
We are not in Heaven
We are not in Hell
Because we’ve got time
We’ve got every reason left to fight
We can make a difference if we try
Maybe for tomorrow
Maybe if we’re lucky, maybe yet tonight
Say something that looks past what’s in this day
Now you’re acting like you’re drowning in the wake
But I’m staring at the glass upon the lake
So what’s weighing down your legs
Fate, they say what will will always make its way
And others state get only what you take
We’re somewhere in the middle
Somewhere in the middle isn’t any place
Somewhere in the middle isn’t any place
Somewhere in the middle isn’t any place
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5. |
Game Changer
05:45
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I wanted to read, but it isn’t in the pages
Isn’t in the pages
I wanted to be, but no one ever changes
No one ever changes
I wanted to see something more than headlines
About standing in the bread lines
I wanted you to be, but no one ever changes
No one ever changes
Taken from me, any sense of progress
Running slows to walking
And pretty soon my feet
It feels as if there’s roots beneath heading toward the dark and deep
I know that we only get one of these chances
When all that’s been dreamt of is asking for dances
I wanted to be, but no one ever changes
No one ever changes
I’m waiting for change
But change will never come to those who wait
I’m waiting for change
But change will never come to those who wait
You’ve got to make change
I wanted to speak, but no one would believe
No one would believe
I wanted to hear, but only lonely messages ringing in my ears
I wanted be but no one ever changes
No one ever changes
I wanted to be no one, no one, no one, no one
I’m waiting for change
But change will never come to those who wait
I’m waiting for change
But change will never come to those who wait
I’m waiting for change
But change will never come to those who wait
I’m waiting for change
But change will never come to those who wait
You’ve got to make change
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Modern-Folk duo featuring the ebb and flow of male/female harmonies and honest songwriting ringing off ivory keys and steel strings.
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