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Wicked One
04:01
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She said, nothin’ lasts forever,
as she closed the door on his goodbye.
He said, a'ight I’ll see ya later,
knowing he won't win tonight.
Poor wicked one, you’re a wicked son
Who said patience is a virtue,
they ever have to wait this long?
While they're tryin' to convert you,
to a side you can't believe they're on.
Poor wicked one, you’re a wicked son
Is it like the TV said?
Did you bet blue and turn up red?
In the darkness when we cant tell wrong from right
Guess its time to turn up the lights
Our skies, red with burning ash
And thousands lost to the modern plague
While they jockey for position
And a chair in next years big parade
Poor wicked one, you’re a wicked son
We cried "Change is in the air!",
As the pirates tore down the mainsail
Break the silence of acceptance
And turn to fight this great white whale
Poor wicked one, i'm your wicked son
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2. |
Lazy Days
03:04
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Lazy days, sleepless nights,
Waiting for a sign that sets my,
My notions free
Looking left, leaning right,
Dizzied by the jab that set my,
My mind off key
When all that surrounds me, ain’t nuthin’ I need
And all that astounds me, is just out of reach
Paper moons, midnight skies,
Distracted by the sins of the night,
Stealin’ light
Let the sun, bright my day
Let it drive this fogginess away,
‘Fore it leads me astray
When all that surrounds me, ain’t nuthin’ I need
And all that astounds me, is just out of reach
Mine eyes, have seen,
Only one, little dream, thats you
Here with me
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Glass of Inspiration
03:30
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With a glass of inspiration, and a gallon of regret
For things that he has done, and things he ain’t done yet
Well, he saved up all his money, to pay off all his debts.
But he met a gal in Reno, and she ain’t seen nuthin’ yet
Well if I say to you, come meet me on this lonesome road
Best think again, are you better on your own, all alone.
With a whisper and a flutter, they burst out of the blocks
Like a star that shines too brightly, they dashed upon the rocks
Cause they caught’em in the foothills, on the way to san antone
When them Byers boys come callin. Man you don’t pick up that phone.
Well if I say to you, come meet me on this lonesome road
Best think again, are you better on your own, all alone.
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4. |
The Tinsel Sea
04:24
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Gentle as night descending
Soft as the moonrise
Let this feeling be never ending
huddled beneath the silver sky
And all that we see, lets save,
for I, don’t want to go.
i don’t know where you’ve been all my life,
i don’t know where you’ve been but tonight,
lets take our time…
Sharp as the tinsel shimmer
Glistening off the sea
Heavens a wash, a feeling
Soft as the sand beneath our feet
And all that we see, lets save,
for I, don’t want to go.
i don’t know where you’ve been all my life,
i don’t know where you’ve been but tonight,
lets take our time…
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5. |
The Bends
04:36
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Sailin’ forward on a sea that never ends.
Divin’ deep just to come up with the bends. And I’m still divin’.
Ridin’ on yet another downtown train.
Wonderin’ if you’d ever call my name. And I’m still ridin’.
And if you say to me, come meet me by and by.
Well please don’t comfort me tonight.
Slidin’ back into the corner of the bar.
Lookin’ round, just wonderin’ where you are. And I’m still slidin’.
Toss’em back, wonderin’ if I’d gone insane.
If its you, if it’s me and who’s to blame. And why I’m tryin’.
And if you say to me, come meet me by and by.
Well please don’t comfort me tonight.
Cause I do not want you reachin’ for my hand.
When last night I say you with another man.
Guess I just don’t understand.
Countin’ sheep until the mornin’ comes again.
Lyin’ awake while you’re touchin’ all my friends. And I’m still countin’.
Headin’ out into another Friday night.
Hopin’ that this time I get it right. Tonight I’m buyin’.
And if you say to me, come meet me by and by.
Well please don’t comfort me tonight.
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Independency
03:56
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Now you know it’s no secret sometimes, I like getting wasted,
But as a general rule I’ll never drink by myself
And you know that sometimes I get lost, thinking about you,
And just why we spend so much time alone with ourselves
It’s a mystery, of independency, why can’t I lean on somebody else
Now you know that more often than not, I’m waxing poetic,
And I know that when night turns to day, I get ahead of myself
We spend so much time, looking round, searching for something,
When all the answers we seek, are most likely in somebody else
It’s a mystery, of independency, why can’t I lean on somebody else
Now I’ll never apologize for feeding my passions,
Diving in with both feet isn’t only just for the youth
And I’ve patched up so many holes, this heart’s mostly just duct tape,
But the fear of falling for love, it ain’t no excuse
It’s a mystery, of independency, why can’t I lean on somebody else
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7. |
Symphony for One
04:18
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is it like a scene from far away
when we used to stand together
sharing drinks as the band would play
looks like we’re in for stormy weather
like a fool will we wait for
yesterday to come
when we know there’s just tomorrow
catch the dust as it shimmers
glittered by the sun
simple things that know no sorrow
another fever dream that lasts all day
when the signals never faded
aching for a social getaway
for these streams are full of chains
(locking you away)
close your eyes, see the light
embrace equilibrium
feel the rhythm of the trees
watch the day turn to night
its the soundtrack of the sun
in a symphony for one
as the swells all surge in real time
do we sail without a rudder
man it’s like we just won’t realize
we’re all in this thing together
there’s a light, hold on tight
still have choppy waves ahead
soon we’ll shelter from the storm
when it breaks will we take
stock of lessons learned and lost
while they tally up the cost
when all i wanna to do
is stand here next to you
and watch the skies turn blue
while the shadows fade from view
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8. |
Easier to Say Hello
05:18
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Static streetlight, gray with fallen ash
Follow muffled screams behind the mask
Binging blue light locked in streamed cocoons
Hoping that the chrysalis is coming soon
When all the world is imagined from within
Six foot chasms, constantly fall in
When our connections, are keeping us apart,
I know it’s crazy and it slowly breaks my heart
I cant wait, for when it’s easier to say hello.
Concrete canyons, shadows glimmer past
Echo stories reflected in the glass
Frozen sidewalks boarded plywood stores
Draw the lines of battle on the floor
When our divisions quickly turn to rage
Swapping headlines depending on the page
When our connections, are keeping us apart,
I know it’s crazy and it slowly breaks my heart
I cant wait, for when it’s easier to say hello.
Facing forward to the cold eye of the lens
hoping grasping for the comfort of a friend
Counting backwards, retracing all our steps
I can’t remember the last time that we slept
When all our moments are filtered for the feed,
selected memory it’s our “best lives” on the screen
When our connections, are keeping us apart,
I know it’s crazy and it slowly breaks my heart
I cant wait, for when it’s easier to say hello
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The Cabinet of Revelry San Francisco, California
Pop songs, jazz chords and country rhythms. Fleeting glances, moonlit dances, and long
goodbyes.
The Cabinet of Revelry blend pop song sensibilities with the americana and alt-country elements of gypsy jazz, western swing, R&B and good ole fashioned rock ’n roll.
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