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Slideshow
02:31
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Love is not everywhere
It’s a slideshow / It’s a slideshow
Love is not everywhere
It’s a slideshow / it’s a slideshow
It’s true / It’s true / It’s true
Love is not everywhere
And you don’t know it all
I painted red on my head
But you still miss when I fall
It’s true / It’s true / It’s true
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Devil In White Light
03:22
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You’re the devil in soft light
And I know, I know you’ll eat me alive
Yes, I know who you are
And you’re easy on the eyes
But, would i wanna be like you
I’m amazed I survived
I know if you could you’d give me
The easy way out, but it’s true
I’m just like you
Yeah me too, I’m just like you
Fear is falling from my eyes
And it’s hard, so hard to say goodbye
you’re the devil in white light
But, I am the one who rolled the dice
I know if you could you’d give me
The easy way out, but it’s true
I’m just like you
Yeah me too, I’m just like you
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I Know
02:29
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Saw you walkin with a smile
It’s slightness fades after a while
Well I know / I know
Nothing works quite like it should
Never has so why would it
Well I know / I know
It’s been around since I was young
Hold yourself / convince yourself that you know
Everything will be ok
Well I know / I know / I know
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4. |
Into The Lake
03:46
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Into the lake I will go
To rest my head on the shores
It’ll be nice
It’ll be nice to rest I know
I can’t see past this saturday
I can’t see past my nose
It’ll be nice
It’ll be nice to rest I know
It’s alright
It’s not cold / it’s cool
It’s alright
It’s not cold / it’s cool
A little pain on my back
But I know where it won’t follow
And it’ll be nice
It’ll be nice to rest I know
It’s alright
It’s not cold / it’s cool
It’s alright
It’s not cold / it’s cool
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Red Like Wine
03:43
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Glass And Gold
03:27
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Windchimes of glass and gold
Sounds of winter’s cold
Daylight on shoulder
Peace spills over
Let it rise
Let it fall
Memories see the light again
Tattoos are memories
The fear is underneath
All eyes are nervous
Fear to surface
Let it rise
Let it fall
Memories see the light again
Let it rise
Let it fall
I cannot hear a sound
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What It Seems
03:32
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Sometimes I feel my whole life is a dream
What is real / What’s what it seems
But my life is a world I choose to live
I never thought of endin it
But sometimes I go there
Sometimes I do
Sometimes I go there
To be with you
Try and try and try what’s what it seems
You’re almost there
Your cell phone rings
There’s many people passin by my side
How’s your day
Now, that’s a lie
Sometimes I go there
Sometimes I do
Sometimes I go there
To be with you
Past is like a dog you can’t put down
He is sick / We just wait around
And future is a drug we’re all addicts
Make big plans to get our fix
Sometimes I go there
Sometime I do
Sometimes I go there
To be with you / To be with you
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8. |
Redline
04:34
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Red line in my mind
Don’t want to be on either side
Vast the eye can see
But we don’t know what’s in between
These lights hang so low
Their hold on me could be their throne
It takes a breath and takes your hand
And leads you to the wiser man
Everything we’ve ever said
Stays the same as we change
And everything that we’ve been through
Stays in place as we move
These lights hang so low
Their hold me could be their throne
It takes a breath and takes your hand
And leads you to the wiser man
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Jonathan Burgess Columbus, Ohio
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