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Wide
06:18
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All the time I could've saved could not have given me this taste
I keep sayin' that I will, I will, I never will I'm only bound to break
and I can't begin to save, because it's all so clearly fake.
All the lives that we have made, all the lives they could've saved
They keep sayin' that they will, they will, they never will their destiny is fate
And all the confidence they sought was obviously easy bought.
And when I woke up I knew what I'd took
my mountains shook my eyes wide like open books
And when I feel I can feel so low, but black is white and the Earth is gold
And when I dance I dance for myself, not for no one not for anybody else.
Not for anyone else.
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Showers
03:44
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Now that it's got me feelin' stupid, now that I'm lonely outside, I don't tend to blame my misfortune, I thank it for the more fortunate times.
No, I don't tend to carry my misfortune, I see it hidin' in the pleasant times.
Now that it's got me feelin' honest, yeah now that my tongue is tied in truth, it's not right that everything we work and plan for leaves us wanting so much of our youth.
Now that I've added up my hours, handled something so basic as my time just like another commodity, like miles per gallon, like my smokes and my wine.
Now I don't like to think it's uncommon, this thought sneakin' into my showers: Is this how a person's supposed to live? Is this what what I want for my kids? Is this how a human ought to live, is this what She meant for Her kids?
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Well I've been askin round for years and it's yet to become clear, what exactly is the word? Now I think it's safe to suggest that we've been slightly oppressed by the things that we've made. But don't ask me, no. And I just try to stay a wake, sunshine on a serene lake, movin at the breeze's pace. And I've talkin face to face, we want to enjoy this place, yes, the future's ours to make. But don't ask me, no. Only you can teach you, man. Only you. Well now we can't decide what it is we want to do. We don't know what exactly what we want from you, we just need money. Some money, your money man, give us your money, the money man, burn all your money, the money man. Well, I've been askin round for years, and it's yet to become clear, what exactly is the word?
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acres Eugene, Oregon
My name is Josh and I end up writing modern folk/blues/pop music. I am currently writing and performing music with a band called Sequel, check it out over here soundcloud.com/user-107864876
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