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Denial
04:49
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Gold frames
still line the walls with her face
I just can't get around
to boxing up the smiles of yesterday
And I pray
for something to shake me
Cause she's the book I can't put down
she's the ghost that haunts my house
welcome to stay
Tell me lies
It’s better than the real thing
It’s better that my heart stays in denial
I ache
at the thought of turning this page
she's the rain that floods my mind
she's the dream I have at night
and I don't wanna wake
Hope fights letting go with a heart that breaks
That we build what we can't tear down before it's to late, to late
Tell me lies
It’s better than the real thing
It’s better that my heart stays in denial
Tell me lies
It’s better than the real thing
It’s better that my heart stays in denial
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Halley's Comet
04:36
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She first caught my eye like through a telescope
We danced through the night while the moon was aglow
I felt the chill of the floor once I read her note
My heart sank to the deep like a ship full of gold
She moves just like Halley's comet
She swears she's only around the bend
Shame on me for waiting
'Cause I've been looking and I'll keep looking
As the sun says goodbye, and the stars say hello
I feel these winds they could change, so I put on my coat
And I pear to the sky, and I cling to hope
that tonight she'll light up my world and show
She moves just like Halley's comet
She swears she's only around the bend
Shame on me for waiting
'Cause I've been looking and I'll keep looking
Looking up never hurt so bad
but I can't give up on what we had
So I keep my fingers crossed, that constellations point the way
back to my arms one day
She moves just like Halley's comet
She swears she's only around the bend
Shame on me for waiting
'Cause I've been looking and I'll keep looking
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Telecasters & Taxidermy
04:37
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Grass looked greener on the other side illuminated by city light.
So I swore my dreams were just a drive from the BGP down 65.
Oh at twenty-two you feel alive, like you can take the world and cheat time.
Well, my father said its gonna be a climb, but if you gonna do it boy then do it right.
So I put Dylan on repeat, and I watched mountains grow while his skyline drew me in...
Telecasters and taxidermy livin',
where streets of gold are crowded with cowboy boots and talent.
Telecasters and taxidermy livin',
no, I never imagined I'd be singin' songs about it.
Coffee shops and cowrites while your neighbors makin' headlines.
Songs by day and songs by night, while you get used to gettin' by.
Yeah, you learn this life's an improvise, ain't no cuttin' on a dotted line.
With your arms stretched out you're walkin' blind hopin' to trip on paradise.
I cut my teeth on Rock N' Roll, but then I traded it in for...
Telecasters and taxidermy livin',
where streets of gold are crowded with cowboy boots and talent.
Telecasters and taxidermy livin',
no, I never imagined I'd be singin' songs about it.
It feels so long ago, that kid behind the microphone.
But I called, called it home, where rhyme meets a train beat, where dreams get a heartbeat, and it beats on.
Telecasters and taxidermy livin',
where streets of gold are crowded with cowboy boots and talent.
Telecasters and taxidermy livin',
no, I never imagined I'd be singin' songs about it.
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Haunted
03:51
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Truth, well it won't leave.
I hear the tires in the night grip the gravel up the drive, you've got company.
It send chills through my bones. i sleep with the lights on now and we both know it's because you can't let go.
Oh, You
Well You're haunted.
My love it keeps growing, but i don't want to fall for you.
Because lets be honest, Oh, you're haunted.
I'm spooked by the shadows that frequent these halls, i know it's your mind thats run off and i'm rattled.
Oh, i see my breath when I pray you board the house, call a priest and chain those gates and end those days.
Oh, You
Well You're haunted.
My love it keeps growing, but i don't want to fall for you.
Because lets be honest, Oh, you're haunted.
Oh, You
Well You're haunted.
My love it keeps growing, but i don't want to fall for you.
Because lets be honest, Oh, you're haunted.
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Around Again
05:21
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Headwind and high seas
like bloodhound they find me
She points to the light breaking through the gray heavy rains.
Battered in warfair
wounds of despair
She's the remedy, always reminding me hope remains.
When beat up and broke down reads just like a story on the front page new, i can tell you now with every ounce that's left that...
Just to be next to her, I would go around again, around again.
Just to be next to her, I would go around again, around again.
Trouble and hard times
sing a tune like a church choir
but her melodies are always on repeat in my mind.
Building scarecrows
in a valley of dry bones
She's the heartbeat, always reminding me I'm alive
When my world burns red, and through the flames you can make out my silhouette,
I can tell you now with ever smoke filled breath, that...
Just to be next to her, I would go around again, around again.
Just to be next to her, I would go around again, around again.
Sitting here sideways, looking back on things we’ve done.
So i’ll take a picture, because this could never last as long as I want.
It never does
Just to be next to her, I would go around again, around again.
Just to be next to her, I would go around again, around again.
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6. |
Grace
03:01
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The fairy tails though they sounded nice
she's never seen hers come to life.
No, she's had one to many nights with tears that never end.
Grace does whatever it takes to never hurt again.
She chases men like they're fireflies
captivated by whatever shine
but once the neon begins to die, she pulls another in.
Grace does whatever it takes to never hurt again.
She holds tightly to her safety line.
Yeah, she's always making sure hear shoes are tied.
The fear of falling from any height scares her half to death.
Grace does whatever it takes to never hurt again.
And I couldn't help but want her like a desert wants a sea.
I laid my heart out hoping she'd do the same for me.
But now i see the danger of letting someone in,
So I'll do whatever it takes to never hurt again.
Oh, I'll do whatever it takes to never hurt again.
Oh, I'll do whatever it takes to never hurt again.
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