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Numb Bones [Demo]
03:30
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I think it's time we settled this like adults
My bones are numb and my ankles are getting cold
and soaked
I think it's time I told you I was wrong
Now it's your turn to tell me if were ok
Are we ok?
I think it's time we take a little break
Now hold up a second this isn't what I imagined
Can you tone it down?
I think it's best if we didn't raise our voices
Someone in the woods might hear your hypocrisy
And take you seriously
As far as I'm concerned
The acid in my stomach and soles of my shoes go
so much better together
Than us two
I think it's time you gave a real apology
Not anthrax in some pretty stationary
That your best friend wrote
Well I think it's time you started living a real life
Instead of cooking dinners for you, your cat and your four other guitars
And your best friend
But As far as I'm concerned
The acid in my stomach and soles of my shoes go
so much better together
Than us two
And as far as I'm concerned
you're as childish as ever
So why don't you just grow up
And buy yourself your own jacket
'Cause I'm done cleaning up after you
I hope you
Find some tiny piece of me in every
Coffee shop and tea house you enter.
Maybe you
Will see the mistakes we have made and realized this is the best decision ever made
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Weather [Demo 5]
04:08
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Rust green gold
Across the floor
I'm so lost
In Your arms
Water fall
Water freeze
I'm wondering
Who's happy
Is it me?
Oh, it's me
Sky stone white
Wrapped so tight
Warm me up
With your light
And I am happy, I'm so happy I am happy
Is it me? No, it's not me
Floating off
I'm not sure
How I’ll go on
…
Wake me up
Before rain
I need healing
From this pain
I need you
Always you
Hot water baptism
Chilling confirmation that
We are in communion
Yes we are two hearts syncing in
Rust gold green
A king on knees
Talk to me
…
Is it me?
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Homecoming [Demo 3]
04:35
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I got lost looking for home
I got lost looking for home
And I don’t think I’ll make it
Before the monsoon
Mark your calendars for rain
Close your windows and doors
Count the days until rain
Tell the kids Daddy will be home soon, ‘cause
I got lost looking for home
I got lost looking for home
But I swear I’m gonna find it
Before the monsoon
Memories of tall grass
Tickling our cheeks
And your face on the sand
Eyes stealing my time
I got lost on my way home
I got lost on my way home
But God will help me make it
Before the monsoon
I got lost on my way home
I got lost on my way home
But hold that door my honey because I’m gonna make it
Before the monsoon
I just got a little stuck in the ice
I just got out of sight of the sun
I just had to run five thousand miles from the wind
only for it to catch up to me again
I just tried to find my place
I just had to be sure you are where I belong
And let me tell you what I saw my darling
That you’ve been my home all along
I am on my way back home
I am on my way back home
I hope suppers ready because I’m gonna make it
Through the monsoon
I am on my way back home
I am on my way back home
I hope you’re ready because I’ll be waiting
Through the monsoon
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Sleepyhead [Demo]
05:17
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Mother mother
Can you tell me a story
The one about how the night turned into day
You don't have to
Wake up sister
And I swear I'll go right back to bed
Pick me up and put me into a rain drop
Hold my skin while I try on another
Pick me up and wash my hair with your water
And then watch me shape my head into a heart
Lover lover
Can you tell me a story
The one about how the rain never ended
You don't have to
move a muscle
I'll creak around your limbs to listen better
Pick me up and put me into a rain drop
Hold my skin while I try on another
Pick me up and wash my hair with your water
And then watch me shape my head into a heart
Take your hats off and settle me down
Show me mountains through your telescope
Pick me up and wipe the dirt off of my cheek
After I'm done learning from the bottoms of your feet
Mother mother
Can you tell me a story
I swear this is the last last time
Pick me up and put me into a rain drop
Hold my skin while I try on another
Pick me up and wash my hair with your water
And then watch me shape my head into a heart
Take your hats off and settle me down
Show me mountains through your telescope
Pick me up and wipe the dirt off of my cheek
After I'm done learning from the bottoms of your feet
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Saving Kings Tucson, Arizona
A guy and his friends trying to tell stories.
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