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Little Devil
03:22
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I change my mind all the time
But I'll never change my mind about you
I'll always be me and you will never do
Hey, hey, Mr. Tom Wham Bang Jr.
What a name you love so much to hear
But I haven't seen you in years
Well that little devil and me
For once we agree
We're staying apart
When the water comes rushing in
I'll watch your world drowning
Like a work of art - falling apart
What a beautiful sight to see it falling apart
Another year circling this star
I tried to make sense of it all
But the only sense I make is none at all
Well this little devil in me
The one that I can't see
We will never part
When your world is closing in
And you need a canary to sing
She's flown too far
Because you're falling apart
What a beautiful sight to see it falling apart
No it ain't me who is falling apart
What a beautiful sight to see you falling apart
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2. |
Take Me Home
02:19
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The motorcade went screaming by
They all stopped to watch the show
Drop me off somewhere I belong
That's one place I'll never know
I heard that voice singing my song
But the melody's all wrong
I'll never say I've done enough
When the angels come to take me home
I fell asleep at the dusk of man
Under my old apple tree
I woke up to not a soul in sight
There's no place I'd rather be
I'm burning this bridge like it's my first love
Working my hands to the bone
After all these years I don't know me at all
Now the angels come to take me home
I heard that voice singing my song
But the melody's all wrong
I'm not ready, I don't want to go
When the angels come to take me home
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3. |
All Is Well
03:42
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4. |
Lucky
04:01
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Hold it out at the end of my arm
A horseshoe hangs above your door
You're lucky, you're lucky, you are
A crystal halo around the sun
Clouds are hanging above you like a public contradiction
The principles, the principles of the pendulum
Walking a tightrope of luck
The principles, the principles of the pendulum
Walking a tightrope of luck
Leaf to tree, cathedral to hush
Understory of coralline leaves falling in a rush
Tied to the trunk of a chestnut, hand and foot
Soaked with rain a state of totally misunderstood
We came from swamps, we came from mud
Frightened animals
Nothing sets us apart
We came from swamps, we came from mud
Frightened animals
Nothing sets us apart
This borderline personality is killing me
I'm trying too hard
The principles, the principles of the pendulum
Walking a tightrope of luck
The principles, the principles of the pendulum
Walking a tightrope of luck
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5. |
Forest
02:38
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Jesus Christ! I fell off my bike
Right into strange woods
When the trees saw me coming they clapped their hands
When the brambles saw they grabbed
The rabbits they ran
The whole forest stood up at attention
Hungry for flesh of man
Leaf on leaf and branch on branch
The understory is a puddle of land
Nature is all tooth and claw
Nature is all...
The rabbits they ran
The whole forest stood up at attention
Hungry for flesh of man
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6. |
Spirit
03:03
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I break my shoulders to carry us home
Anything to stop the end
Now I roll this boulder - my fate made of stone
Up the hill then start again
We stand at the border like Kapka Kassabova
Lives intersecting again
With your head down in silence you're finding your own way home
You're near the end
I will, I will, I will, I will
Work to let you call me home
I will, I will, I will, I will
Let you find it on your own
So you go your way
I'll be right behind
O Spirit of our Benevolent Lord
Tried to spin Ezekiel's wheel
But in another world there's another me
Who has no idea how I feel
I will, I will, I will, I will
Work to let you call me home
I will, I will, I will, I will
Let you find it on your own
So you go your way
I'll be right behind
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7. |
Hit or Miss
04:03
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Watch you like a movie
Thin plot and bad acting
Play the antagonist, you're doing it right
I dedicate all of this
To the ghost of my present
And I stand as a pillar of salt next to paradise
You could always find a lover
But never be a friend
I don't think you were trying
A bruised reed may bend but it'll never break
What I write is hit or miss
But it's cheaper than a therapist
So I'll stand as a pillar of salt next to paradise
You are not my home
That's why I'm packing my bags and I'm moving on
You are not my home
But you are
I'm not able, I'm just Cain
Wandering not spreading wings
I swear I'll never sow what I reap
Like Stefan Stambolov
Big change it has a cost
I see an end for you and one for me
You are not my home
That's why I'm packing my bags and I'm moving on
You are not my home
But you are
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8. |
I've Got Words
04:16
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I've got words to say to so many people
To so many people
But what I want
No, it's what I need
If not peace with you, then at least peace with me
If not peace with you, then at least peace with me
The other day I got fired from a job
I never really wanted hired from
I just...I just really needed the money
I really needed the money
But if not peace with the concrete man
Then maybe a little peace with my empty hand
I don't know
They gave me the concrete boot
Well I guess that means that it's time to shoo
What will I do?
This is the verse when I sing the worst
To every single person, your bubble bursts
It was your only
It was your only god damn red balloon
I got words to say
I tried to try but you just threw my plans away
If not a concrete and watery grave
I'll only make "fuck you" rhyme with your name
I read a note that I wrote
When I was twenty one
my thoughts were a joke
It was a head game
It was a head game of a scared little boy
But if not peace with that young man
Then maybe a little peace with where I am
I can hope
And if not peace with my old man
Then maybe a little peace for doing the best that I can
I've got words to say to so many people
To so many people
But what I want
No, it's what I need
If not peace with you, then at least peace with me
If not peace with you, then at least peace with me
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9. |
Monterey Bay
02:12
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We drove all night just to save our own lives
The air was thick and warm from the fire
I wanted to stay right where I belong
That's anywhere you desire
But you went your way
Now I'll find mine
But after we both say our goodbyes
Will you still meet me in Monterey Bay?
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David J. Nichols Tacoma, Washington
An indie rock artist and a composer for film, television, and video games from Tacoma, Washington.
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