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Allowed(without a fight)
03:08
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Going overboard
I don’t have to
I'll give up the ghost
Without a fight
Doubt has always scored
By crashing through
Love's the only one
Dissolving sleepless nights
Spring is here unplug the clocks
There's no time to waste
Fame is always quick to act
Erasing master tapes
Speeding in a stolen car
Love says the future's now
With everything you can permit
But nothing is allowed
Release the brakes
And kick it into gear
There's nothing they can say
Once we're out of here
Fear is always wired
And primed to fight
Love's the only one
Dissolving sleepless nights
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2. |
Can't Outrun
03:13
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We won't be stagnant
We'll keep on revising
Critics write in disappearing ink
That's not surprising
The flavor of the month is down the sink
Who's deciding
We might be frequently jaded
But that's not where we're residing
Followers and influencers every quarter hour
Want instant fame that's like a loaded gun
Replacing black cats, silver wolves, and alabaster dogs
Guarding the door
Down on the floor
Guarding the door
Down on the floor
They know you can't outrun
What you've become
Write my way out of traps
Set by Doubt or Rage
We'll continue to play
Sounds of a golden age
Belief has a wavelength
That is sure to engage
Pressing play and record
To have Love upstage
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Hip Hurray
03:12
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Hip hip hurray
For the big parade
You'll be leading yr disciples
Hope it doesn’t rain
If we can’t be found
Then we're lost in the crowd
We never get invited
Why hang around
We'll be causing disruptions
At the end of the line
We'll be the last ones standing
For the test of time
Such a lovely clique
It kind of makes me sick
That despite all our accomplishments
We are never picked
But we’re not put off
Because we’ll never quit
They'll be cables cut and engine revs
As we see fit
Strange as it seems persistence means zip in this town
It could be time to close ranks and stand our ground
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4. |
Right Now 2
03:15
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Feel the weight that's coming down
Her post-apocalyptic vision
Penetrates the fog of why and how
Right now
Time and Doubt lurk in the corner with their vacant stares
If Hope falls out of favor, then she'll give up when and where
Fear has first refusal and can purchase filming rights
But Love's the one who crashes through
Dissolving sleeplessness nights
Feel the weight that's coming down
Her post-apocalyptic vision
Penetrates the fog of why and how
Right now
There never was an instant
Where this planet ceased to spin
The further out we try to go
The more we've come back in
Love hides in the shadows
Just when Failure's plan explodes
Arriving with a notebook full of promises codes.
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5. |
Slow Down
02:33
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Peeling out with rubber burnt
All over town
Panic has no memory
0f making a sound
Smoke and mirrors only work
When Truth has left town
If Doubt is yr accessory
It's time to slow down
The idol renowned
The gifts will astound
From the depths of a ramshackle Zen
Attracts like no other
The crown floats above her
When Love has a cause to defend
Golden Age and Silver Screen
They know where I’ve been
Art Deco flash and beautiful
Since way back when
Glamour autographed
On silk with fountain pens
You'll find I’ll be returning there
Time and time again
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the Sawtelles Connecticut
Married duo the Sawtelles are a balance of four elements, guitar in alternate tunings, various drum kit configurations, and two voices. Sparse but intricately arranged pop that is as lush as it is threadbare makes what is played just as important as what isn’t. ... more
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