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I looked around as they screamed bring that man down
He’s never died but he’s heard the sound
They chose my fate when I screamed to hell with the state
Its kings, priests, and aspirations
When the sun swings low you’re a widow
What the train pulls slow can’t be furlough ed
You’re a fire that’s not been drowned
you burn without a sound
But you’re a hopeful soul I’ve found
Their failing grace has left its trace
On the backs of years and generations
But their freedom is late and hope can hate
The minds who brew discrimination
If their minds are safe then they’re all wraiths
Who reap the hearts of deliberation
And who dares stop the blades that crop
The wings of a dangerous revelation
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Woman Fine
03:37
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We used to talk we sometimes sang toghether
We left the candles burning long
You kissed my cheek, I kept my hands in pockets
You smiled shyly and walked on
The things I said, you judged to quick and you misread
Let down your hair and be free
Your're a woman fine
Don't let it plague your mind
Come by and try the wine that sweetened over time
Though your not mine
Bring laughs and laundry to my basement anytime
When life it must move on, don't leave me behind
One night we walked, I asked for a date you called it off
Sometimes I still wonder why
Those days are gone, go ahead ask anyone
They say you married and moved on
If you'd asked me then, even now though years its been
I'd say your my sister and my friend
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Fire on the Mountain
03:19
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A Feather
04:41
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You are a feather in my hat
You laughed with me too much to give it back
You treated me like a brother you hugged me last
And if you wave to me when I’m older I’ll wave back
You are a snowflake on my lash
You wondered if I would see you but I blinked fast
You saw just to late that I loved you you stepped past
And if you smile for me when I’m leaving I’ll look back
We left shoes in the car and we got wet
Swam cold but your hand was in mine then
Drove home in the best kind of silence
We placed bets on time and the sunset
Traced shadows in the sand bank and named them
Locked eyes through the screen on your back porch
You are the tuft from a thistle the wind has blown
You land you grant your wishes then you’ve flown
You couldn’t whisper any softer you leave me strong
And if you sail over the tree line then you’re gone
You are the silence in my breath
You are the thunder in my chest
You’ll give years of your arms to comfort death
And if you ask I’ve kept my promise I held you last
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Hurricanes
04:21
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Its you who call me down, you shoot me with the sound
Its the casual way you speak of casualties
The news leaves me alone, to feel the bullets and the holes
That fly with our hornets over seas
Its my friends that call me tame, among other names
While the dragons in my fists are breathing flames
While I’m passive I’ve got a door
There is a threshold the bed is the floor
go ahead shoot your guns and sleep on your furs I’m not calling you a fool but I’ll be praying as rule
As you speak of peace and stir the hurricanes
I will not act your fool, be your matador or bull
Drive swords in the backs of those believing
You can vote for hope and change
Put a suit up on a stage but the state of man will still be needing
If war is the game at hand, you need the aces I understand
I’ll settle for less famous kings and queens
If you think your day is nice, try rolling mortal dice
Place your bets, place your bets on your best friend
In protest of my will, you can scale the tallest hill
But the mountains of my grief will still be looming
And when under heavy fire, is there nothing to admire
In fighting for your life and only bleeding
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