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(brand new) phase
03:42
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Don't look back and never count the days
Can't you see we're in a brand new phase
Believers let good furtune abound, we've earned the right to whear the here and now
No one will question the movement we're making, no one would dare to
Try at all
Try at all
Try at all
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2. |
stars
02:34
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3. |
trust
03:13
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I'll wait another year
I will wait right here
In hope she'll return
In hope that she'll turn
From Love's fall to dust
When love faulted us
I'd call and tell her what I just found out, but the lines are down
That Trust attends revival meetings now held downtown
Held downtown
Held downtown
Held downtown
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4. |
best friend
04:05
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Running in and out of shops it's afternoon and raining
None who pass her by would ever have a clue
Keeping to herself and never once complaining
Stregnth throuh solice was all she ever knew
She grew up the day her mother left for good
She's her own best friend from a long time ago
There was less risk involved if you really want to know
She's her own best friend it's safe there's less risk involved
It's how she's going to stay
Now it's Friday she hears her workmates planning
Invitations they extend she politely declines
Begging off she says she must catch up on her reading
Her choice to remain alone comes as surprise
Surprise
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5. |
cheers
03:29
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She sees her old life in the rearview disappear from sight
It's a drag a well-known drag but she won’t give up the fight
She keeps a low profile so opposing sides will fight
Shacking up with Panic they collaborate for spite
Preaching on the sidewalk she’ll drop a dime to make it right
Converting non-believers with all her might
She's coming down three cheers for love
She's on her way three cheers for love
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6. |
code
02:59
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Life won’t write his song until he's in his right mind
What good is bus fare if he'll never take the ride
With no way to be certain where he's apt to end up
He won't see jumping coattails will never be enough
Flirt and Ego blow this town while Life will march in place
They'll crash in and disrupt when Life meets Challenge face to face
Life's quickest to profess he holds steadfast to his belief
What good is peace and love on top with acid churning underneath
Can’t wait to see what our love will outlast
Heading toward the future from Into the Past
Neither of us cares if we are out of mode
It ain’t nostalgia living by a code
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7. |
ghost
03:12
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Opportunity came knocking for Johnny
To start spreading rumors all over town
It made a very sensational byline
That she bought the gun and shot him down
shot him down
shot him down
shot him down
Some say there are two sides to every story
They say quite often the truth lies in between
But when the darkest parts remain hidden
the fear and the terror are never seen
never seen
never seen
never seen
Concealing the bruises was easy
She was never one to wear her heart on her sleeve
Blacked out with broken ribs and bleeding
She never felt more afraid to leave
afraid to leave
afraid to leave
afraid to leave
She was startled from sleep
By a knock on the door
Two myterious women
Float across her floor
Dry yr tears child we're here to set you free
You've nowhere to run now can't you see
When the Virgin Mary introduced the ghost of Aileen
They said we think you'll agree
Johny needs to disappear and cease to be
Take this revolver from us take this revolver from us
Take this revolver from us and do it fast and clean
Fast and clean
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8. |
time
03:32
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Time's not running out
It's not what I'm about from a whisper to a shout
Though appearences decieve I still choose to believe
You could have it all by answering Love's call
Just ignore doubt's trip and fall Fear won't have a clue
But it's only up tp you
It's not easy when Patient leaves the light on in the hall
Having parties at all hours
In hope that Luck and Love will come to call
Never count the days
Only count the ways Love suggedts we save
Though Life's expecting rain we're happy just the same
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9. |
(off the)ground
02:43
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I just need to here her walk around
With each step I'm further odd the ground
Beautifully she cracks my master code
She wears the past so the here and mow explode
As she approaches it's only plain to see
Her effect on me dissolved my secrecy
Heels sounding echoes down the hall
On the floor I'm ready for it all
Beautifully she cracks my master code
She wears the past so the here and mow explode
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10. |
twins
03:41
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Just like we are stranded
On a dead-end street
In a cold cold city
And language we can’t speak
But we’ll stick together
Like orphaned twins
It may not be easy
But we just might win
Though at times it’s difficult to understand
All my reservations disappeared when you took my hand
With stealth and grace
We make our way
Toward what we bring into focus
From out of the fray
Perhaps will greet us
And we’ll have a laugh
It could be everything or nothing
Where the future meets the past
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I just need to here her walk around
With each step I'm further odd the ground
Beautifully she cracks my master code
She wears the past so the here and mow explode
As she approaches it's only plain to see
Her effect on me dissolved my secrecy
Heels sounding echoes down the hall
On the floor I'm ready for it all
Beautifully she cracks my master code
She wears the past so the here and mow explode
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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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