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The Fold
05:27
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Little squirrels prepare for judgment day.
The devil laughs and says that's okay.
A thousand nuts won't keep you from getting old.
But god damn I wish you were in the fold.
You pray for adventure well disaster's the cure.
If you stay dry then you stay pure.
I hate to second-guess such tenderness.
But my emotions love to make a mess.
I think I love you.
I love holding you.
I f**king love you.
I love folding you.
Eyes that light the night.
How can I forget that it's right.
Roll the window down.
Pretend there's no one around.
I think I love you.
I love holding you.
I f**king love you.
I love folding you.
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Rewrite The Silence
04:35
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You don't even know that I'm dying. Only my insides are crying.
You see me walking tall. That don't mean nothing at all.
Hey there beautiful - they say it's your birthday.
Well that's my excuse - to cut you loose.
What ya gonna do now? When the music stops - I'll be there.
You rewrite the silence. Leave all those bad dreams behind us.
We're just two crazy kids. So who cares what we did?
It's almost Midnight. You're still in the green room.
Of course I'm waiting. Waiting for you.
What ya gonna do now? When the music stops - I'll be there.
We may never know why the stars stopped twinkling. And it's too cold to start again.
We drink lust and call it love - that's what keeps our heads spinning. But that's a pain you recognize.
One hell of an undertow, but I'll keep on swimming. Somebody throw me a line.
I don't know reality, but I think I'm living. But are we running out of time?
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Long Road Home
02:47
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Tired and weak. Not enough sleep.
Your eyes keep me awake all night.
How we got here / conquered our fear.
I slip into you and there's nothing you can do.
It's a long road home. A long way to where we're going. Not alone. Under the sky we own. A long road home. Walk in the door - it's ours. Home. Picking up, love.
Can you not speak? I'll just take a peek.
Your face in the mirror ... It couldn't be more clear.
Such a big sphere. I wish you were hear.
The salty ocean breeze won't stop for a night.
It's a long road home. A long way to where we're going. Not alone. Under the sky we own. A long road home. Walk in the door - it's ours. Home. Picking up, love.
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The Gunslinger
04:26
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We should never be lonely - said the Gunslinger to his pistols.
Because broken hearts only last until the whiskey gets ...
Two strangers to stick together. Neither knowing what's in store. With the coming of winter - their hearts are cold, but their bodies are warm.
So he rode out of the baronies. A grey soul and a 45.
He said this must be the high life. There's nothing happening, so why don't I ...
Ride the nightmare. While you make sure the horses are tied. When I come down from this cloud. We'll leave this place where all the rivers are dry.
Solace rides in on a pegasus. But she doesn't tarry long
Darkness falls like a guillotine. On our hero's charm.
Saving grace is a full-time job - said the preacher to the whore.
The Gunslinger finishes off his plate. Tomorrow there will be more.
If he told the truth they would stone him. Provincial politics are downright nasty! But "we should never be lonely" - is a motto you can't deny ...
When two strangers stick together. And both of 'em know the score. They make love like sinners. Their hears are cold, but their bodies are warm.
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