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Sweet Melodies
03:32
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Every time I see you it gets a little bit harder,
a little bit harder to believe you're not with me
And every time I see you it gets a little bit harder,
a little bit harder just to breathe
Every time I see you it gets a little bit darker
like a ship pulled out on a stormy sea
And every time I see you you get a little bit farther,
a little bit farther out of reach
Then I close my eyes
Stars come crashing down
My heart spinning 'round
like it's meant to be
And when I close my eyes
worlds melt away
Stars fall into place,
singing our sweet melodies
Every time I see you it gets a little bit harder,
a little bit harder just to breath
and every time I see you you get a little bit farther,
a little bit farther out of reach
Then I close my eyes
Stars come crashing down
My heart spinning 'round
like it's meant to be
And when I close my eyes
worlds melt away
Stars fall into place,
for you are here with me,
singing our sweet melodies
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2. |
Tongue Tied
03:39
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Paper to the pen for all I had to say
Everything marked down in ink
so I could find a way
to make it through yet another day
Notebook in my pocket, I could never stand still
Paper pages bound by all that I had done
I was on the hunt for somewhere to belong
but then the ink dried up, afraid of being wrong
Afraid of giving life to another empty song
Now I’m tongue tied
Nothing ever comes out right
Now I’m tongue tied
When I look into your eyes
Paper to the pen for all I had to say
but then the words I felt for you
they up and ran away
I couldn’t sound them out
they carried too much weight
But every word is true dear
And now I’m here saying I’m
Tongue tied, tongue tied
Nothing ever comes out right
Tongue tied, tongue tied
When I look into your eyes
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3. |
Mountains and Rivers
03:46
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I was ready to give you all the time you need
But in the time it takes you to decide
I might be across the sea
Life here’s not what I thought it would be
My mountains are calling
my rivers are calling me
Ever since you left,
I can’t remember how to breath
The air so thick and the nights so long
I’ve started to believe
Without your body pressed into mine
My heart skips half its beats
My mountains are calling
my rivers are calling me
Now I’m learning how to live again
Learning how to be my own friend
And I’m learning how to live alone
I’m trying hard to make it on my own
I was ready to give you all the time you need
But in the time it takes you to decide
I’ve forgotten how to breath
Without your lips against my skin
My heart skips half its beats
My mountains are calling
my rivers are calling me
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4. |
October Country
03:18
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Can you hear my scarecrow heart
stuffed with dried leaves and frosty hay
spilling from unsewn seams and blowing away
In this October country,
staring as you fade away
In this October country,
of darkest night and reddest day
With dawn between the morning silence
I cant tell what is real
I’d swear it was just a dream
and that you were still here
In this October country,
staring as you fade from view
Behind the fiery twilight,
melting in to morning dew
Hang me out to dry
feed me to the birds
Behind my patchwork smile
are crackling autumn words
There’s a secret stitched inside
where my scarecrow heart should be
of the fiery leaves that fell
when you fell away from me
In this October country,
everything is almost true
about this October country
where I fell away from you
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What the Dickens Nantes, France
5 musicien.nes à Nantes.
Un son incisif et mélodique accompagnant des textes imagés et
pensifs
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5 musicians in Nantes. Incisive melodies paired with texts that are both imaged and thoughtful
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