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A Song For You
03:09
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A chance encounter at best, a brush with fate at the worst,
Your words enacted a spell, the spell enacted a curse.
It didn't matter what you said, though what you said didn't hurt,
Your tones could elevate me to the sky from the dirt.
And just like that you were gone, out of sight not of mind,
But not before you left me with my heart in a bind.
What was I to do, with you a borough away?
If I sing this loud enough then you might here me say,
I didn’t mean to write a song for you,
I didn’t mean to write a song for you,
Just the thought of you has kept me sane,
As all my fears begin to wane,
Even though it’s only been a week or two.
The image of your smile stops my breath once again,
Prevents me from departing at my stop on the train.
Late evening conversation on the ghosts from the past,
Incessantly insisting that that love won't last.
Your profile on the Hudson perched upon that table,
Disheartened by the pain your frame is forced to fable
You awaited my arrival though I paused at the time,
If you wait a little longer I can sing you my crimes,
I didn’t mean to write a song for you,
I didn’t mean to write a song for you,
Just the thought of you has kept me sane,
As all my fears begin to wane,
Even though it’s only been a week or two.
I could watch you work for hours, maybe days at a time,
As the off-chance of us being free is so hard to find.
If you follow in my footsteps, just you wait and see,
Your feet will sink in the prints, so don't follow me,
Don't follow me,
Don't follow me,
Don't follow me.
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2. |
In Like A Lion
03:45
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The air was too cold,
For a March I'm told.
The rain was as relentless
As the story was old.
She came in like a lion,
Out like a banshee
You could see that she and he
Were never ever meant to be.
And yet he thought he should try
Despite that look in her eyes,
That said she'd be the source
of all the tears he'd wish he could cry.
To her he was drab,
Not worth a car or a cab,
And if her life were a skin,
His temperament was a scab.
And so her lips told him yes,
Although her heart told him no,
The conflict that ensued ensured
That no love could grow.
She didn't mean to be rude,
Lead him to ponder and brood,
But with a polyester smile
She'd established the mood.
But with a polyester smile
She'd established the mood.
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Sunny Days Past
02:59
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How high must you climb,
Taking your time,
Before the memories drag you down?
That peaceful face you once adored,
You find so hard now to ignore.
Wistful wishes for so much more,
You would give your life to see that face again.
But he's not coming back,
He's gone for good this time,
Your intentions far from ill,
How high will you climb?
So far removed from sky,
Through fantasies you fly,
Seeking a dream that you once shared.
You'd wake to see his sleeping face,
Inches from your own, in warm embrace
Your wistful wishes, forming out of place.
You would give your life to share that bed once more.
But you're out on your own,
The feelings past their prime.
The bird you loved has flown,
How high will you climb?
If he forgets that night,
Maybe you'll forget that kiss.
And if you forget to call him back,
Maybe he'll forget to miss, you.
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Where Love Once Grew
03:31
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Don't you want to find,
That place where love once grew?
Love made up my world,
When my world was made up of you.
Don't you want to see,
a happy place, and a happy time?
Like that time when we first met,
We both were in a different state of mind.
If you want to find,
The love that I once felt
You'd misspend your time
For that love's long frozen over, not to melt.
If you've changed your mind,
About our calm relation, just as friends
I don't feel the same,
As the way that we both knew I felt back then.
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Blue Spruce New York, New York
We are an indie alternative rock band based out of New York City that is passionate about making innovative music, videos,
and making a positive change in the world through what we create.
Our lyrical themes are fresh and exciting, while our music is catchy and ambitious while remaining accessible and interesting to both the casual listener and the more seasoned musician.
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