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Golden Hour
03:31
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You’re the queen of a McMansion estate
Got the sports car with vanity plates
Heart of glass like a porcelain doll
All your mirrors look both ways
Like a needle needs a vein
And a pill needs the pain
Take a hit of admiration
How could anyone be so vain?
You look so good at golden hour
Savor the scene ‘fore it all turns sour
Sell the world your carefree vibes
Cover the bruises that you want to hide
Your horoscope was second-rate
Can’t stand to sit through another first date
Rush to push that magic button
Let the stars choose your fate
You look so good at golden hour
Savor the scene ‘fore it all turns sour
Sell the world your carefree vibes
Cover the bruises that you want to hide
Like a needle needs a vain
And a pill needs the pain
All strung out on admiration
now it just don’t feel the same
You look so good at golden hour
Savor the scene ‘fore it all turns sour
Sell the world your carefree vibes
Cover the bruises that you want to hide
We all look good at golden hour
Savor the scene ‘fore it all turns sour
Sell the world your carefree vibes
Cover the bruises that you want to hide
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College Town
04:38
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Left her locket on the shelf
With all her good luck charms
She had scripture scratched into her shoulder
And her mothers false alarms
Hung up her admissions letter
The first in her family to go
The wasted Summers hurt her more
Then they’d ever know
Shes caught in the breeze like the autumn leaves falling down
Singing the songs of a thousand hearts in a college town
When its over, four years older, she’ll never hear the sound
The sing a longs and protest songs just bring her down
Shes singing the songs of a broken heart from a College Town
Settled down in a smaller room
Miles away from home
Lights fluorescent called her name
They told her where to go
Bible black hair, a cross to bear
A disconnected look on her face
The vodka drinks made her think
That she got away
Shes caught in the breeze like the autumn leaves falling down
Singing the songs of a thousand hearts in a college town
When its over, four years older, she’ll never hear the sound
The sing a longs and protest songs just bring her down
Shes singing the songs of a broken heart from a College Town
Found her locket in the attic
The day they closed the home
Tarnished silver touched her shoulders
Like a boy she used to know
Holding her admissions letter
In a faded photograph
Another white flag
Clinging tight to a checkered past
Shes caught in the breeze like the autumn leaves falling down
Singing the songs of a thousand hearts in a college town
When its over, four years older, she’ll never hear the sound
The sing a longs and protest songs just bring her down
Shes singing the songs of a broken heart from a College Town
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Thanksgiving Eve
05:02
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It’s Thanksgiving Eve
And I’m back at the bar again
Just me and my old friends
And some townies we know
I ain’t feeling thankful
There’s a belt on my ankle
But it’s Thanksgiving Eve
And I’m back at the bar
Then you walked in
With that blue ribbon grin
And I knew right then and there
That I was done for
Said it’s been quite a while
I flashed you a smile
I took comfort in that feeling
That I've known before
It’s Thanksgiving Eve
And I’m back at the bar again
Out past my curfew
Still on parole
I ain’t feeling thankful
Cause there’s a belt on my ankle
It’s Thanksgiving Eve
And I’m back at the bar
Stumble back to my apartment
To finish what i started
My answering machine
And my mailbox are overflowing
I’ll check them tomorrow
Cause I’m nursing my sorrow
With a handle of Wild Turkey
'Til this bird is crowing
It’s Thanksgiving Eve
Snuck out to the bar again
Out past my curfew
Still on parole
I ain’t feeling thankful
Cause there’s a belt on my ankle
It’s Thanksgiving Eve, I snuck out to the bar
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Law of the River
02:59
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I’ve seen life and death
The rise and the fall
Of nations and beasts
In stillness and squall
There were laws of the land
Before man made a claim
And sold off my life blood
For his own gain
The law of the river
Flows deep and wide
You won’t miss the river
Until it runs dry
The law of the river
Ain't for you to decide
You're just leaves on the stream
In the ocean of time
The concrete canals
Will turn back to dust
Long after Hoovers dam
Finally goes bust
You keep drilling the land
You bleed the earth dry
You can't put out a fire
With money and lies
The law of the river
Flows deep and wide
You won’t miss the river
Until it runs dry
The law of the river
Ain't for you to decide
You're just leaves on the stream
In the ocean of time
Out here in the desert
They’re set in their ways
They pray in the dry times
But it wont bring the rain
Well I’ve cut through mountains
Of gravel and stone
Carved my name on the face
Of the land that they stole
The law of the river
Flows deep and wide
You won’t miss the river
Until it runs dry
The law of the river
Ain't for you to decide
You're just leaves on the stream
In the ocean of time
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Sirens and Ashes
04:17
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Sitting in your chair
Covered in ash
We saw it on the TV
You heard the second crash
Ran for your life
When the towers came down
I'm glad you made it home
I’m glad you're still around
We never talked about that day
The world was changed
You were stuck in place
I wish I could have helped you
But that's the way it goes
Another story that no one knows
The years went by
They read the names
Some wounds never heal
You learn to live with the pain
But the pain was too much
You couldn’t wash it away
I watched it almost kill you
But you're still here today
We never talked about that day
The world was changed
You were stuck in place
I wish I could have helped you
But that's the way it goes
Another story that no one knows
Sitting in your chair
There's a rain delay
No more sirens and ashes
No more running away
I hope you know that we love you
When memory fades
You'll always be a hero
For showing up that day
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