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open meadow
04:26
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where you walked through me, is an open meadow
where you once were, is an open sky
where you were beside me, is now golden rays of sunshine
i had decided to be broken
i had accepted my defeat
i had encouraged, the darkness to take over me
and now time has made it easy to see
i dont regret you and i dont forgive you
cause there's no need, cause there's no blame
but i've been trying to understand your awful pain
and now time has made it easy to see
where you walked through me, is an open meadow
where you one were, is an open sky
where you were beside me, is now golden rays of sunshine
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2. |
shaken
04:01
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what did you say, my heart is aching, its the end of the day again,
and i've done nothing
come and tell me, it'll all be over, i have nothing left to do here
i have nothing
what did i hear, did you say that i'm dying, well i cant stop this crying
over nothing
so come and tell me, it'l all be over, you have nothing left to prove here,
you have nothing
come here, but do not lie
my heart can only beat so fast
shaken in my bones
but i'm not sorry for being myself anymore
where did you go the other day i couldn't find you
and then i saw her behind you, old as winter
damn that day and the hell that it brought you
well i don't really blame you, not for nothing
come here, but do not lie
my heart can only beat so fast
shaken in my bones
but im not sorry for being myself anymore
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do this to myself
04:21
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i awoke and i spoke to you
rambled on and on for an hour or two
we talked of love, we talked of pain until we both saw the sad birds a coming
before the sun, before the rain, oh we could hear their little wings a just a humming
all my time, wasted on what i find,
in every illogical piece of my mind on your floor
i always do this to my, do this to myself
i always do this to my, do this to myself
painted in red, painted in blue
but i always do this my, do this myself
i said no, well i'd rather go to the city
but man you should have seen what that dirty old place did to me
played through cars and played in bars
until i couldn't even hear the sound of my own heart beating
she said i, romanticize life and that's why i'm always feeling so defeated
all my time wasted on what i find,
in every illogical piece of my mind on your floor
i always do this to my, do this to myself
i always do this to my, do this to myself
painted in red, painted in blue,
but i always do this to my, do this to myself
darling don't you
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4. |
australia
04:51
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how have you been doing, can we start writing those letters,
that we said that we'd be sending soon
half my worlds on fire, and i think thats how i want it,
i've been known to seek impending doom
it's a foggy sunday morning, and im sitting in my kitchen,
finishing a song i wrote for you
although i sleep a lot, often right through the day
in my dreams you're not so far away
australia
australia
oh...
are you sick of working, are you making anytime for sleeping
under the different stars you see from over there
now im staring up above me at the picture that you made me,
of the woman with the sunflower hair
now im doing so much better and im happy to be older,
cause the less i give a shit the more i care
and oh i know it's hard, to leave the past behind
but you told me what we seek we almost always find
australia
australia
oh...
i met a man, just yesterday, he spoke of love, so far away
and when i asked him where, his eyes looked away
he said somewhere near byron bay
australia
australia
oh...
it's a foggy sunday morning, and i'm sitting in my kitchen
finishing a song i wrote for you
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count the birds
03:37
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i grew up in a forest, i'd count the birds
dirty hands when i got home
when i get the sense that i'm losing, because i am not choosing
to pay any mind to what i need, and i end up bleeding
ah and this happens to me all the time but i still forget
ah this happens to me all the time but i still forget
oh wont you pick me up on your way to california
and ill try my best to laugh
ha ha ha ha....
i grew up in a forest, id count the birds
each ones shadow on the ground guiding me home
and when i alone and my thoughts are, so much louder than my voice is,
well i write them down and teach myself to sing, and i end up dancing
ah this happens to me all the time but i still forget
ah this happens to me everyday but i still forget
oh wont you pick me up on your way to california
and ill try my best to laugh
ha ha ha ha....
i grew up in a forest, id count the birds..
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nothing out of something
04:22
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today i learned how to make nothing out of something
what i meant to say is i learned to make everything okay when it wasn't
and as the sun does shine, in a way so does the rain
everything ventured, everything gained
and today i met a blind man, who asked me why i couldn't see
all of the beauty right in front of me
oh he told me to dance oh he told me to sing
he said its the only way to be free
and my unfinished sentences get fished out of the sea by your hands
you try to make sense of it all but you cant make water out of sand
and as the sun does shine, well again so does the rain
and for every bad, comes a couple good days.
and my love is not a license, no my love is not a key
and i do not own you and my darling you don't own me
and my love is not a license, no my love is not a key
and i do not own you and my darling you don't own me
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sailboat
05:11
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molly has eyes to see what is not shown
she takes me to places to sing over bones
and the stories i tell you well they're not my own
but i know them so well they're from the fields that i've sewn
and the people i've loved well i still love them now
and you know that the truth is i miss them somehow
though the pain that they gave me still lingers around
and causes the noises in my brain to be loud
light a fire for me and when you invite me in
tell me where you are going and where you have been
and if it all seems to much, well you can ask me to leave
and ill befriend the night owl and the old willow tree
find a sailboat, and i will, cross the ocean, i will float
find a sailboat and i will go with you
now the people are all getting stuck in their ways
and johnny says money is the thing that he hates
and if we all got along, and tore down the gates
we could fight off the greed that makes everything grey
and the way that you said, it was the way that you sang
it was the moon in the morning, it was the notes that you played
and i don't remember much, but i remember that day
and how you made me feel about love and the rain
light a fire for me and when you invite me in
tell me where you are going and where you have been
and if it all seems to much, well you can ask me to leave
and ill befriend the night owl and the old willow tree
find a sailboat and i will go, cross the ocean i will float
find a sailboat and i will go with you
find a sailboat and i will go, cross the ocean i will float
find a sailboat and i will go with you
light a fire for me and when you invite me in
tell me where you are going and where you have been
and if it all seems to much, well you can ask me to leave
and ill befriend the night owl and the old willow tree
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8. |
ceiling
03:41
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the storm in my body's not settled, after the mighty tornado
spun me around, leaving me alive
i've got no more time left to kill
but i've got half a glass i need to fill
with cider or wine, or whatever's the cheapest here
i open up
my eyes today
and when i look up
well i see nothing
but my ceiling, but my ceiling
and im not afraid to be here now
i wanna be a part of this somehow
we've all got a voice but we need to learn to listen
shake off the dirt and go dancing
don't change a thing you've been given
they're all the same we need someone different
i open up
my eyes today
and when i look up
well i see nothing
but my ceiling, but my ceiling
there's a peaceful blue light
that comes through my window at night
and the tree on main street
is making shapes on the wall just for me
does it ever stay good
permanently
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