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I met an old man who worked for the sea
He handed me a glass and he told me
Five beers in and I swagger to the door
I'm barely started and I'm ready for more
The door bangs open and the wind slides in
Grimy light floods with an echoing din
Throw my dusty coat to the old wood floor
The barkeep grins and begins to pour
Through amber glasses my insides stir
I tell the barkeep to pour one for her
I swagger on over to her table
Her arms are strong and her lips are able
We fell in love but we walk away
And stow the memory of today
I met an old man who worked for the sea
He handed me a glass and he told me
I jump on the table and the room falls still
I pick up a song and the room begins to fill
We dance and we dance and we have a good time
Our voices shine like a polished dine
I leap off the table and into the fray
The music's on my back as I walk away
I met an old man who worked for the sea
He handed me a glass and he told me
Of the night before full of wild forays
A legend built on older days
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Just a little disjointed, crumples in the edges coming from the night noises
Hazy in my head playing back the day’s voices
Living in rejoices
Wish I had avoided all the bad choices
Bundling and locking up all of the joys and sorrows
And all the growing lists of shit to get done by tomorrow
Gladly slipping falling fading to the land of never fear
Thinking bout a me but sadly I don’t think he’s here
The thing about the morning is that it does not exist
There is just the dark may it forever more persist
Look out to the world in the night I blow a kiss
And I cannot desist to plop a second on my wrist
Wake up now child and draw the curtain back
It’s high time you came home
May you never feel lonely in this house even when you come in here alone
In this world I can touch the sky and be wherever that I could remember
In this life I can have the moments of not wanting shaped to last forever
The world of the living sometimes just don’t make sense to me
Ambition overcuts and sucks the blood of agency
Racing endlessly through this massive game of greed
Whispers from a lazy feel from the land of the freed
And man I got a day lined up straight in front me
Looking at those digits on the clock that’s an affront to see
Ruckus and rambunction in the future and the present
But when I reminisce I’m feeling super not regretting
Tomorrow imma get em
And when the sun rise I figure out just where I’m heading
But tonight at this time I leave behind the grind
Resurrect and rewind as I reconnect with this mind
Wake up now child and draw the curtain back
It’s high time you came home
May you never feel lonely in this house even when you come in here alone
In this world I can touch the sky and be wherever that I could remember
In this life I can have the moments of not wanting shaped to last forever
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Sam Hall - 4
02:30
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He asked
She replied
Feigning stoicism
He tells her
He misses his one
And he’s happy for the
Mem’ries
He cries (or tries).
She looks (at a)
man who’s trying to speak his mind.
He cries (or tries)
She looks (at a)
man who’s trying to make things right.
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When the sound of the birds have got you feeling unnerved,
You will drift from your home like a knife through cloth.
You lay beside the needle and thread until the sounds wear off
And you remember the way to close your eyes...
Hold me water, back to the slaughter!
Then let me go…
Bring their name back, the line has gone slack
I want you to know…(that)
Here I am, no buttons or strings;
I saw it all;
Like a dam, I’m holding it back behind my jaw.
Maybe I knew it all along?
Through indifferent chances and the pressure that pulls,
You pumped the blood and forced that smile.
You learned to see all the colours they need from a damaged file;
It’s just another way to close your eyes.
[Instrumental break]
There’s a song in a dim room, a candle-lit ghost-tune
That they don’t know...
A rip in the lifeline, a hole in the red wine.
It’s a fire show… (but)
Here I am, no buttons or strings;
I saw it all.
Like a dam, I’m holding it back behind my jaw.
Maybe I knew it all along?
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I will tell you now
That I don’t feel out loud.
Somethings, they never change;
Like the need to rearrange.
Take my own time
Take my own time.
Everything shifting around me
Cut up a line
Cut up a line.
Slicing so strange and softly.
Often, birds fly low
Darting to and fro.
Me, I whistle as well
But on your ears, it never fell.
Take my own time
Take my own time.
Everything shifting around me
Cut up a line
Cut up a line.
Slicing so strange and softly.
Even though I’ve changed
You still see the same.
The same bird that you saw before
Doesn’t feel out loud anymore…
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Is there room for the music in this home?
Is there room for the music in this home?
Is there room? Is there room?
Is there room for the music in this home?
Wouldn’t take much more than a boxcar below the stars
To decorate the air with the sounds of band guitars
Wouldn’t take much more than a bench built for two
For folks to play piano in a welcoming milieu
Is there room for the music in this home?
Is there room for the music in this home?
Is there room? Is there room?
Is there room for the music in this home?
Wouldn’t take much more than a quiet empty place
For folks to decompress on their ride through outer space
Wouldn’t take much more than an open music bay
A place to band together, to listen, and to play
Is there room for the music in this home?
Is there room for the music in this home?
Is there room? Is there room?
Is there room for the music in this home?
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