1. |
Kiro
04:29
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Kiro
Childhood friend
If you can see your way to me
See me til the end
I’m at zero
But I forget my pain
When I hear the name
(repeat)
Kiro
Childhood friend
If you can see your way to me
See me till the end
I’m at zero
But I forget my pain
When I hear the name
(repeat)
Should I be older than a boy
Or younger than a man
Should I be bold
Or should I follow like a lamb
You could unfold me like some paper in your hand
Instead you mold me into everything I am
Kiro
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2. |
Paper White Narcissus
05:38
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The evidence is plain to see
Like the dark before the dawn
It’s funny how a man can bleed
Before his blood is drawn
Tears that have fallen like rain
Fears that have swollen with pain
Then just when all the hope was gone
From the smallest seed we came
Can you feel us looming
We can’t keep from blooming
Paper white narcissus
Growing underground
I can’t believe you missed us
We shot up all around
In your secret garden
Or in the alley just outside
We can grow anywhere
Paper white narcissus
Growing underground
All around us
The consequence is plain to me
When the innocence is gone
It’s amazing how we toss it in
Before the cards are drawn
Tears that have fallen like rain
Fears they have swollen with pain
And just when all the hope was gone
From the smallest seed we came
Can you feel us looming
We can’t keep from blooming
Paper white narcissus
Growing underground
I can’t believe you missed us
We shot up all around
In your secret garden
Or in the alley just outside
We can grow anywhere
Paper white narcissus
Growing underground
All around us
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3. |
Home Here
03:38
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Perfect summer Sunday
I’ve got no work on Monday
There’s a slight chance of an afternoon shower
But it’s low pressure baby
My feet in cool water see
And my hand’s where they ought to be
Wrapped around your sweet self
Don’t take me nowhere else
I feel at home here
I could be long here
Or maybe longer
If the feeling’s strong
I feel at home here
I’m never alone here
I might have to stay here
For the rest of my life
Another month of Mondays
Living my way or the highway
On a permanent honeymoon
I’m a lover not a fighter baby
My feet in cool water see
And my mind where it ought to be
Wrapped up in your sweet soul
With you I’m never old
(chorus)
Meanwhile back inside the city
People slave their days away
How I wish you all were with me
Cause I don’t know if I’ll get back that way
(chorus)
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4. |
Smoke Signal
03:29
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I’m trying every method that I know
Working hard to redirect the flow
It’s obvious in everything that shows
That you’re the only place I have to go
It’s time to send it up
I’ll never give it up
If you would only feel this vibe
I think that we would both enjoy the ride
I’ll send this message out before the fire is out
Sending up a smoke signal
I trying every adjective I’ve learned
Describing how the feelings have returned
After all the bridges that we’ve burned
I’m hoping that the tide will slowly turn
It’s time to send it up
I’ll never give it up
If you would only feel this vibe
I think that we would both enjoy the ride
I’ll send this message out before the fire is out
Sending up a smoke signal
Sending up a smoke signal
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5. |
There By Now
05:03
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Just when you think you’ll have the cake and eat it too
That’s when you’ll sink far away from you
The first mistake it happened but it conquered you
For heaven’s sake break the chains off you
Sister how does it feel
When you turn the empty pages of your life
And you say Lord it’s just a waste of time
This turn it’s ours so don’t burn the hours away
We could be there by now
There by now
Your last mistake it happens and I know it’s true
The worst mistake to fake my point of view
But it’s not our fate trapped inside an attitude
It’s not too late to shake the reigns off you
Brother how does it feel
When you turn the empty pages of your life
And you say Lord it’s just a waste of time
This turn it’s ours so don’t burn the hours away
We could be there by now
There by now
I’d stay but it’s time to go
Delay but the feelings show
The river must flow and it’s flowing
Sister how does it feel
When you turn the empty pages of your life
And you say Lord it’s just a waste of time
This turn it’s ours so don’t burn the hours away
We could be there by now
There by now
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6. |
Pleasure Over Pain
03:11
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I’ve run away from bad situations
To the pleasure center in my imagination
Till I come to a place of natural libation
Numb to the pain and the burning sensation of love
I choose thunder over rain for love
I choose treasure over shame for love
I choose pleasure over pain – over pain
I’ve come away from sad situations
To my private palace of idle fascination
And I search for a place of cosmic elation
Numb to the pain and the burning sensation of love
I choose thunder over rain for love
I choose treasure over shame for love
I choose pleasure over pain – over pain
I’ve run away from bad situations
To the pleasure center in my imagination
Till I come to a place of natural libation
Numb to the pain and the burning sensation of love
I choose thunder over rain for love
I choose treasure over shame for love
I choose pleasure over pain – over pain
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7. |
Crawl
04:06
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Some say the man was a snail that emerged from a slime
Long before Monkees and Beatles in Pre-Floydian times
I crawled before I could climb
And some say we slithered away from some black waterfall
Some fool left the pool and the results are still with us all
Before I walked I had to crawl
Get down on my knees for it all
I had to crawl
Before I could dance at the ball
Some say that man had a brain the size of a dime
Well I say they’re wrong – it was bigger – the size of a lime
And I crawled before I could climb
And some say that man was a snake before he could talk
I’m not too fond of the pond theory but there may be some truth in it all
Before I walked I had to crawl
Get down on my knees for it all
I had to crawl
Before I could dance at the ball
I had to crawl
Get down on my knees
Get down on my knees for it
I had to crawl
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8. |
My Chanteuse
03:59
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Feeling like I do
I do believe I’ll make my rendezvous
With my blues
Down at My Chanteuse
Inside that smoky room
It’s where I go
To make me think of you
I feel so blue
Black and blue
I say hey My Chanteuse
Put me through to that smoky back room
Beatnik blues from My Chanteuse
Down the stairs in that funky black room
Francophone on a saxophone
Makes me feel kind of liquid and loose
I say hey My Chanteuse
Put me through to that smoky back room
Feeling like I do
I do believe it’s time to pay my dues
For my blues
Down at My Chanteuse
Inside a smoky tune
It’s where I go
To get my mind off you
And my blues
If I choose
I say hey My Chanteuse
Put me through to that smoky back room
Beatnik blues from My Chanteuse
Down the stairs in that funky black room
Francophone on a saxophone
Makes me feel kind of liquid and loose
I say hey My Chanteuse
Put me through to that smoky back room
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9. |
Once
03:33
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10. |
Captain Swing
03:20
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Captain Swing is coming here
He's traveling south from Lancashire
To crush the new machinery
That's ruining all the scenery
He says he'll bring his army here
With sticks and stones and riot gear
To rush the walls of industry
They won't cut down another tree
Captain Swing we need you now
No one else can save this town
Captain swing your hammer down
Run those gangsters out of town
Captain Swing is getting near
So raise your voices and pints of beer
He's tearing down the factory
And rearranging history
He says he'll bring his army here
With sticks and stones and riot gear
To rush the walls of industry
They won't cut down another tree
Captain Swing we need you now
No one else can save this town
Captain swing your hammer down
Run those gangsters out of town
Captain Swing we need you now
No one else can save this town
Captain swing your hammer down
Run those gangsters out of town
Captain Swing we need you now
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11. |
Shadow
03:41
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12. |
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13. |
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The evidence is plain to see
Like the dark before the dawn
It’s funny how a man can bleed
Before his blood is drawn
Tears that have fallen like rain
Fears that have swollen with pain
Then just when all the hope was gone
From the smallest seed we came
Can you feel us looming
We can’t keep from blooming
Paper white narcissus
Growing underground
I can’t believe you missed us
We shot up all around
In your secret garden
Or in the alley just outside
We can grow anywhere
Paper white narcissus
Growing underground
All around us
The consequence is plain to me
When the innocence is gone
It’s amazing how we toss it in
Before the cards are drawn
Tears that have fallen like rain
Fears they have swollen with pain
And just when all the hope was gone
From the smallest seed we came
Can you feel us looming
We can’t keep from blooming
Paper white narcissus
Growing underground
I can’t believe you missed us
We shot up all around
In your secret garden
Or in the alley just outside
We can grow anywhere
Paper white narcissus
Growing underground
All around us
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14. |
Crawl (toy box version)
03:47
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Some say the man was a snail that emerged from a slime
Long before Monkees and Beatles in Pre-Floydian times
I crawled before I could climb
And some say we slithered away from some black waterfall
Some fool left the pool and the results are still with us all
Before I walked I had to crawl
Get down on my knees for it all
I had to crawl
Before I could dance at the ball
Some say that man had a brain the size of a dime
Well I say they’re wrong – it was bigger – the size of a lime
And I crawled before I could climb
And some say that man was a snake before he could talk
I’m not too fond of the pond theory but there may be some truth in it all
Before I walked I had to crawl
Get down on my knees for it all
I had to crawl
Before I could dance at the ball
I had to crawl
Get down on my knees
Get down on my knees for it
I had to crawl
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Tripping With Grace
Tripping With Grace are Phoenix/Tempe Arizona musicians offering their own indie power-pop jazz-rock based on modern and vintage influences. TWG is Michael James Shannon on lead vocals and guitars, guitar virtuoso Ward Aycock on lead and rhythm guitars, Bryan Kuban on bass and fretless bass, and Jon Leech on drums and percussion. Lyrics are by Shannon, Music by Aycock, Kuban, Leech, and Shannon. ... more
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