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Threelakes - Burrow
03:40
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I should leave the pain just behind
of my years, my sixteens, damned time.
I want stay one more day
not digging’ out memories of that age.
Somebody dies, somebody does not.
Somebody is waiting to write one more song.
I lost the count of the people around.
The past is just past you’re living right now.
Somebody dies, somebody does not.
Somebody is waiting to get a little old.
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Threelakes - Two Deserts
03:24
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I slept to times in the sand but I don’t know why I got there.
I searched my clothes to get away but the rain blots out my brain.
You should leave, I should stay. If I’ll find the key I can stay.
Far enough from the end where the sky washed out my tent.
I watched some guys fall apart where the black crowds throw black darts.
You should leave, I should stay. If I’ll dream again I can stay.
I tell you man you were right but so far away from being a knight.
Your armor shines like a lie, your sword lost steel at your side.
You should leave, I should stay. If I’ll find the sword I can stay.
You should leave, I should stay. If I’ll find the key I can stay.
You should leave, I should stay. If I’ll dream again I can stay.
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We drove springs and falls
Winter comes and takes our souls
We ride rain and snow
Summer calls back this cold
Warm breeze dries my bones
Rain feeds my dry toes
Storm paints my grey songs
Snow saves my hot throat
Thunder shakes my still road
Light freezes this shaking world
Blue sun in a red pyre
Moon pray for my desire
Sour lakes and big black swans
Oh man what we have done
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Phill Reynolds - Twosday
02:22
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We met yesterday at the show
the only thing we shared was "hello"
a few meters became continents
oh it's a shame, we're not ok
Our bodies used to reach stunning peaks
our souls were too shy to confess
we were about to feel so good i guess
but scared about Love
i just preserved
my solitude
and so did you
Sex and feelings can match so clean
sometimes they hit and hurt
and make you mean
i still don't know what happened though
i just keep singing
those strangers whose faces i know
Maybe one day we will laugh so bad
tonight the rain says it's a drag
i'll walk my way while you will walk away
maybe one day, we'll be ok
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Phill Reynolds - Hey Joy
03:09
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Hey joy, sail on my seas and connect, joy
the islands of my discontent, joy
blow a smooth breeze on my banks, joy
strip off this clothing from my cliffs
give me proper streams
to sink my mistakes in the abyss
let me flow into
teach me how to exploit your tides
hey joy, stay here by my side
give me teeth and lips to build a smile
give me more because and please no more why
give me a sixpack laughs and someone to embrace
and a brand new past and a brand new face
a braid of poise and a pint of trust
you must drive me, joy, to remove the dust
from my days my glance my bays my banks
get closer joy, please grab my hands
and don't leave them till it will be me to grab yours,
to grab your own hands
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Phill Reynolds - Man?
05:11
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Short hair blue pinafore, long hair pink pinafore, guns vs dolls
the line was drawn while we still were lightbearers, bound to fall
in that fragile age, in that world of wonder and games with no end
you little boy are in the dark about the pride, the plot, the part:
to act, react and subject as a man
The role grows with you, breaks through
without a clue, sets in, claims, rules within
it's the taste of first! in a Hot Wheels race
the feast of violence of a wrestling ace
the tanks of tin
you quote the grownups but your questions crumble
upon the growls of those World Cup fans
they intimate, you imitate, support the match, learn the hate
they're so proud when you do the man
Then comes the Cross to nail your body and dull your soul
the first wet dream, that dirt, the sin, that dizzy fault
the doubts of lust, small heart that hurts
the fences and the glances you don't plan
the lack of trust, the classmates jokes show your muscles
fag, sissy jerk are you a man?
You grow up. Now your sex is a tool
to aim where the weak sex browse
you're not aware that
the masters' tools will never dismantle the masters' house
in fact, you're already inside it, where sex is sexism
and the White Male commands
and so on, all your life, forcing yourself and your wife,
your children but for God Country and Family, you're a
That night in each other's arms, our bodies and souls about to shine
she felt my hands, on her skin to please, as they weren't mine
i became the salt on her ancient scars opened again
we lived the tragedy of Godblessed centuries
of cruel supremacy of Men
Am i a man? What is a man?
man!
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