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May Here Be Enough
03:05
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May here be enough
You are not around
I miss you tenderly
Low low is where I go
You are going home
I miss you tenderly
Come in from the dark
You had loved like that before
I was dreaming you said come home with you
It was all i dreamed you’d ask me
May here come back
You are not around
Let me hide in you when you leave
Low low is where I go
A world is now all without you
but i will miss you tenderly
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Deep Black
01:40
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How do I lay the hard one down?
The back roads…
The lake…
The one that you hate
Can not be rescued near or how
The why’s…
The waits…
The one I bathe
Black, black
The eyes do sag
The ‘I can’s’ back
The boat’s due back
Deep black, black, deep black, deep black
It’s so good to lay here in silence
How do I lay a hard one in?
Can I lift it up and show it to a friend?
Would you like the way it whips?
The way it woes?
The way it goes?
And away it goes…
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It Will Too Later Ache
03:05
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I tried to find an ending
It was emotionally upending
You were sad to find that
You were emotionally offended
You’ll find that
There are just oceans at that ending
Tried to find an ending
It was multiple if any
You were sad to find that
An ending is just an ending
You’ll find that
It’s emotional regardless of an ending
Backing off because I know her
Watch me finally bow
Tried to eat some candy
But it was already a headache
Try to save the wrapping
But it gave itself to the wind
and that’s okay…
You’ll find that
If you save the sweet it will too later ache
Tried to eat some found things
They were found atop ground
You’ll find that
If it looks like it belongs, it doesn’t…
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4. |
Hot Hand (On the Round)
02:27
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I cannot go there but I can trade it in
I cannot go there though I know, I know you’ve been
I cannot go there, no I’ve been banned again
Where I want to go now is the shore of lind*
Hot hands on the round
Two down…
I cannot hold on
I cannot bend
I cannot run
I cannot fault him
I cannot go one more day in this swelling
Looking out for this world
I can’t stay in
Hot hands on the round
With two in the ground
I’m so far in this song
I can’t bring you along
I’m a bull talking alone
Weighing in with psalm
I cannot go there but I can trade it in
I cannot go there though I know, I know you’ve been
I cannot go, I cannot abandon
I cannot go on, playing it down
With hot hands on the round
and two down
*"I am the dead, I am the lind, the airless shadow"
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