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Blood on Your Guitar
03:30
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Walked into the bar, didn't get very far
When I saw you
Your light shown like a star, the very air was charged
What could I do
You spun my head around
You turned me upside down
Blood on Your Guitar, opened up the scars
And let the feelings in
Blood on Your Guitar, opened up the scars
So I can heal again
Walked into the bar, didn't get very far
When I saw you
Your light shown like a star, the very air was charged
What could I do
I'm comin' round again
Won't let you down again
Blood on Your Guitar, opened up the scars
And let the feelings in
Blood on Your Guitar, opened up the scars
So I can heal agian
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2. |
I am the Song
01:56
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I am weak and I am strong
I am short and I am long
I am right and I am wrong
I am the Song
I am dusk and I am dawn
I am king and I am pawn
I'm left out and I belong
I am the Song
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3. |
Boyfriend
03:00
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Well I just met her, and I like her alot
I said, "Hey baby, can I buy you a shot?"
She looked at me, mischevious grin
And said she had a boyfriend, said she had a boyfriend
Well she is pretty, and I like her a lot
Did I tell you that I met her at the old White Dot
A blossom on a bar stool, broken flower in a broken pot
And you know that I lover her so
And you know that she loves me not
She said she had a boyfriend, said she had a boyfriend
Well we might not,
I must admit we might not make it
I'd give her my heart,
But you know damn well that she's gonna break it
'Cause she said she had a boyfriend, said she had a boyfriend
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Trouble
02:16
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I sleep with Trouble 'cause she's always in my head
She was raised up by the devil in the language of the dead
Yes I sleep with Trouble 'cause she's always in my bed
And she steals up all my covers and tears my sheets to threads
When Trouble comes a knockin' I will open up the door
And when Trouble she starts walkin' I'll be crying out for more
Yes her name is Trouble, that is what I said
She smoked up all my money and left me here for dead
Yes, her name is Trouble and that I can't deny
Yes, her name is Trouble 'cause she's always on my mind
Well I don't want no Trouble, and Trouble don't want me
But when we lay down together, Trouble keeps good company
Yes, her name is Trouble, that is what I said
She smoked up all my money and left me here for dead
Yes, her name is Trouble, that I can't deny
Yes, her name is Trouble and she's always on my mind
Maybe I love Troube, And maybe she loves me
If we get back together a little Trouble
Trouble will you see
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(I'm Your) Gippy
02:03
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When you close your eyes to sleep at night
I'll keep you safe 'til the morning light
You can put up upon the shelf
Go out and have some fun yourself
Anything that you want me to be
I'll do anything for you you'll see
I'm your Gippy
I got bedroom eyes my hands are soft
I'll keep you warm when the lights go off
I'll wait right here while you are gone
Never thinking that you've done me wrong
Anywhere that you want me to go
Anyway we get there fast or slow
I'm your Gippy
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Will we see the morning, before we se the light
Will we see the dawning or end up in a fight
Will you see the reason why oh why we just ain't right
Will you bring the bottle to the bedroom tonight
You say you're tired of questions, but let me ask you one more time
You say you've got all the answers so you better get this one right
Would you say that I don't care if I said I won't stop
Would you say that I don't care if I drank that one last drop
Would you say that I don't care if I ran right into you
Would yo say that I don't care if I said I don't care too
Well I'm not calling on you so please don't call on me
After all I guess it's just as well that you can't see
It's just as well that I don't care if you don't care for me
Tell me could you say those words and still know what they mean
Would you say that I don't care if I said I won't stop
Would you say that I don't care if I drank that one last drop
Would you say that I don't care if I ran right into you
Would you say that I don't care if I said I don't care too
Will we see the morning before we see the light
Will we see the dawning or just end up in a fight
Will you see the reason why oh why it just ain't right
Will you bring the bottle to the bedroom tonight
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7. |
Perfect Vision
03:41
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I have watched the finest minds
Of our time
Wither and die
I have watched these men succeed
All out of need
All out of greed
The sun is high, my throat is dry
I think I see a speck on the horizon
The sun is high, my throat is dry
I hear a cry it must be someone dying
I have seen the future, and I don't want to go
My brother lies upon the rocks
He could be dead now
He could be not
Is there a conscience clearer than mine
All sides slipping
Not in time
The air is cold, the night is cool
Still I cannot find a path to safety
A private hell, a hidden place
A frightening desire burns inside me
I have seen the future, and I don't want to go
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Don't Tell the Others
04:26
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Crossroads and dark spaces, that is where we're from
Lost, forgotten places, hear the echo come undone
Silent sounds still swirl around, long forgotten ups and downs
Token prayers fight with despair and try to reach above it
Don't tell the others, 'cause they don't care
Acquaintances all left behind, shake your hand say hi, goodbye
While no one really knows one from the other
Turn and walk, alone, away, silently kill of the day
While hiding ever deeper 'til it smothers
Don't tell the others, 'cause they don't care
Crawling on all fours you find there's certain things you don't really mind
Though up until that point they made you suffer
The self you hide, the self you made, the self you show to the everyday
When selves are left alone they soon discover
That self alone can't make it through all that you might want it to
You need someone to offer selfless cover, when you shudder
Don't tell the others, 'cause they don't care
Crossroads and dark spaces, that is where we'll meet
Reason replace by reflex on another dead end street
We won't say goodbye to friends unknown, who tried to pull us under
Just blindly blaze a path toward home for cold, courageous lovers
Don't tell the others
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9. |
Little Vacations
02:24
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I used to take little vacations
I used to go far away
Run away from situations
That could end with me in pain
I used to take little vacations
Dull the edges of my mind
Seek synthetic consolation
Don't know what I hoped to find
I used to take little vacations
Erasing all that came before
But now I have a strong foundation
Don't need to run away no more
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Helpmeet
02:37
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I can feel my heartbeat through my coffee mug
I can feel the colors that you're dreaming of
I can feel what I couldn't feel so many times before
You stood beside me until I opened up the door
Helpmeet Talking me through the pain
Helpmeet Walking me through the rain
Helpmeet Keeping each other sane
In my mind I used to think that I was bound for glory
But I was really just I kid singing candy stories
You opened up my eyes and showed me what was true
You made me realize the glore of me and you
Helpmeet Talking me through the pain
Helpmeet Walking me through the rain
Helpmeet Keeping each other sane
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11. |
Undriven
02:04
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She said paper not plastic
And I knew things could get drastic
She walked all the way from Athens
And took the Greyhound to Alaska
Undriven, Undriven again
I know that I repeat myself
And I've got no sense of direction
But I think I found the avenue
That leads back toward your affection
Undrive, Undriven again
I'm having trouble with the steering
Road's straight but I keep on veering
I can't drive well without handling
So I guess I'll just keep on rambling
Undriven, Undriven again
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Lost Cat Brevard, North Carolina
Americana/Alt-Country/Scuzz Folk from North Carolina by way of Atlanta featuring singer/songwriter Tony Carollo .
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