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Tone Deaf
04:10
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Siren screams like it's just been born
Masters blow their warnings out the end of the horn
Clouds roll in with the coming storm
Fear is the enemy of all that is golden
Crushing boom of violence and the streets are on fire
Try to drown each other out just to preach to the choir
You cannot trust a thing that comes down the wire
From a distance i watch it all unfolding
At the end of all the searching there's nothing to be found
It rings out like church bells and you never hear a sound
Half a million years ago we started crawling towards the sun
Somewhere it was decided that you must control someone
You have to conquer something to prove that you have one
And anything of value at the bottom must be stolen
So you sailed across the ocean to see what you could find
You brought the seeds of sin to plant in their mind
Burning everything in sight leaving nothing behind
Fire up that engine and keep that train a rollin'
They rattle the cages and you won't give an inch of ground
Their banging drums in your ears and you never hear a sound
The thing it must be done, but it won't be done by you
Build the walls around your castle to hide the things you do
You rip sons from their mothers anything to get you through
It's a cold wind that leaves a body swinging
It's not the teeth, the hair, the skin and the bones
It's not the fools who play their games behind the thrones
It's that little light inside that burns when we're alone
What is freedom if you can't be out there singing
Notes fly out in all directions and they just fall to the ground
Screams of desperation and you never hear a sound
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Queen of Hearts
04:48
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It's raining down like tears from the Queen of Hearts
But their ain't nothing about this morning that could pull me apart
I've got a box of little memories I pull out on rainy days
The little pieces of a life that you never throw away
What we remember like barely breathing
like summer laughter like never leaving
What we remember like the last chance
like the danger like the first glance
I buried knives next to a tree outside my school when I was a kid
I couldn't give you any reasons now for half the things I did
I've always been a little lonesome that's just my way
Voices calling but I don't know what their trying to say
What we remember like hardly sleeping
Like a sunrise like we were bleeding
What we remember like sirens wailing
Like we were running like we were failing
Left alone like folded cards stuffed in my pocket
The way your hair fell down so long
Along the water where we created
A simple truth that carries on
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Whiplash
03:28
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Winter sliding teenage riding ambush hiding stop deciding
It all seems to catch me from behind
Bones are breaking hips are shaking gamblers faking no mistaking
It's getting darker as I follow the blind
The ice is cracking dogs are tracking counter stacking keep attacking
It seems like they're coming from all sides
Tears are frozen clouds are swollen grim devotion set in motion
And the judge says all objections are denied
The man of many faces always leaves traces in every place he's been
I should have started running but I never saw it coming and now I'm fighting my way out of here again
Engine stalling oilmen brawling cities sprawling children calling
It's their mothers who start to disappear
Clutch is slipping clowns are tripping scales are tipping flag is ripping
Sold out by the auctioneer
Brides are showing horns are blowing secrets flowing game ongoing
Nobody sitting here is gonna fold
Captain staring boy is swearing queens are pairing all declaring that these walls are never gonna hold
The man of many faces always leaves traces in every place he's been
I should have started running but I never saw it coming and now I'm fighting my way out of here again
Ghosts are crying beggars buying horses flying dreams are dying
There's laughter in the corner of the room
Bulls are crashing whips are lashing doors are smashing diamonds flashing Try to fight their way inside the womb
Falling ceiling triple dealing open stealing suckers kneeling
Crawling at the alter of the fool
Shameless talking whispers mocking windows locking nothing
shocking
as you head into the Valley of the Mule
The man of many faces always leaves traces in every place he's been
I should have started running but I never saw it coming and now I'm fighting my way out of here again
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4. |
Cecilia
04:18
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5. |
Yes I Feel Like Dancing
04:42
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Hard Thing to Swallow
04:21
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Take It or Leave It
04:16
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What on Earth
03:21
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10. |
Resolution
04:14
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11. |
Wild as the Wind
04:00
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Wayne Sutton Austin, Texas
Singer/songwriter and guitar player from Austin, TX
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