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Top Of The Hill
03:42
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You remember running from the Man?
Tore through wet fields, bottle rocket hooligans
Bored young punks with high hopes and no sense
Raced to the edge of town, hopped Legion Park fence
Made the climb, pushed through trees,
Up a dusty path, dirty hands and skinned knees
From the top of the hill (we could see it all)
Time stood still (life here is so small)
We’ll only rise (we will never fall)
From the top of the hill (man we know it all)
One day things will change
Time moved fast, we went everywhere
Found friends, lost love, left when we weren’t prepared
Made new starts when some dreams hit dead ends
Still can’t let it go til the pieces all make sense
Made that climb, we pushed through trees,
Up the dusty path, same dirty hands and skinned knees
From the top of the hill (we could see it all)
Time stood still (life there seemed so small)
We’ll only rise (we could never fall)
From the top of the hill (yeah we knew it all)
Some day, it would change
You miss the mess and ghosts that we’ve left?
Sure one day things would change—but someday’s just the same
From the top of the hill (we could see it all)
Time stood still (one life can seem so small)
We’ll only rise (we try not to fall)
From the top of the hill (now we know it all)
We all need better days
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All The Time You Need
05:18
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Faith sits in the dark, still, lost in thought
She calls out a name to no one there
Most days, haunted by lost youth but
Sometimes there’s a memory that soothes
Girl who knew the world could be hers
Sharp beauty she slowly lost the nerve
Those bright days, sun, laughter, endless time
Decades past they come back to life
Open up, today’s a victory
Step outside, look around, run with me
Open your eyes Faith dear see what you’ve won
Time can’t hurt a soul so young
Faith found it by the door, box left today at 3
Sitting in the hall, no one there to see
She’ll never know who sent this prize
Lost letters, cards, photos from a better time
Open up, today’s a victory
Step outside, look around, run with me
Open your eyes my dear see that you’ve won
Heartbreak fades when you are not alone
Tu as tout le temps—dont tu as besoin
Time can’t hurt the—the soul that is young
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3. |
Pull Me In
04:20
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She had a tale, a story about her son
Curious boy who made a lake his home
Every night he dreamed of heading out to sea
No Atlantic voyage, cruising Great Erie
Slate skies on a cloudy day, but
The wind was warm
No land was near
The waves were calm
He won’t be back that much is clear
Pull me in or toss me out
Head to shore, bring her about
Made a plan won’t compromise
Eyes on the water line
Discontent, he grew up where the flat begins
Ice ages left fertile loam, but water beckoned him
Years and years he schemed to sail so far away
One day he did, son he’s gone to stay
Slate skies on a cloudy day, but
The wind was warm
No land was near
The waves were calm
He’s been adrift for years and years
Pull me in or toss me out
Head to shore, bring her about
There’s no plan to compromise
Eyes on the water line
Pull me in or toss me out
Head to shore, bring her about
But if we have to improvise
Swim for the other side
Sometimes she hears maybe he’s been seen
Off the coast of Kelleys, heading north for Pelee
Pull me in or toss me out
Head to shore, bring her about
There’s no plan to compromise
Eyes on the water line
Pull me in or toss me out
Head to shore, bring her about
But if we have to improvise
Swim for the other side
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Heavy Biker
05:03
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I’ll get up, leave before sunrise
Know the way, can make Clarksburg tonight
Now’s our time, cause life moves so fast
Here’s a chance to make one moment last
Two wheels turning round and round
How far to our garden now?
We can ride all day
Road can roll on and on
Won’t care how long we’ve been gone
Get lost just find another way
Moe called the house, said that she had news
‘Think I’m out, the journey’s just for you
‘Things here changed, happened so fast
‘It’s been fun, just had no chance to last’
Two wheels turning round and round
How far to that garden now?
Think I can ride all day
Road rolling on and on
Forget how long I’ve been gone
Lost, looking for my way
‘There goes a heavy biker, Bozeman-bound nomad
‘Don’t stop rolling brother Bend’s just ahead’
Push through waves that beat our boats back, and
Get to a place with enough space to see that next path
Two wheels turning round and round
Not far to my garden now
Just need one more day
Road has rolled on too long
Enough time on my own
Tonight I can make LA
This road is long and leads to home but only if you stay
Not yet done but far along, sky’s still blue even when we are gray
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Sorry Mum
04:52
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Four years on the move
A light still on inside, close the door, pull the blinds
Pick up the phone, make the call, she’s waited so long to
Hear the truth of what’s gone wrong, pointless pursuits
Listen to the wind blow, feel the rain run all over you
Mountains, forest, desert sand, sky above, ground where we stand
None of this is ours you know, tourists here to see the show
Archipelagos of trash, we burned her for a little cash
Leave before the flood begins, time to run now grab your friends
The land is not the same
Fire, floods, red algae strains, not enough to curse and blame
Pick up the pace, truth trumps lies that lasted too long
Face the facts, try something new, past time to move
Listen to the wind blow, feel the rain run all over you
Mountains, forest, desert sand, sky above, ground where we stand
None of this is ours you know, tourists here to see the show
Archipelagos of trash, we burned her for a little cash
Leave before the flood begins, when that’s done she’ll start again
Thought there was still time, but
Like it or not the bill comes due
Mountains, forest, desert sand, sky above, ground where we stand
None of this is ours you know, extras in a canceled show
Left archipelagos of trash, we burned her for a little cash
Leave before the flood begins, time to run now take your friends
When we're done she can start again
When we're done she can start again
When we’re all gone she will start again
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Minibars And Magazines
03:40
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Kick around a brand new town
Figure out how things work around here
Then my world gets a shove
Unexpected feeling, could this be love?
Why not try to put life back on track my boy?
But don’t you quit til it’s all done
Minibars and magazines
You’re the best thing I have ever seen
Made a simple plan, of how we’ll meet
Tonight for drinks
Well she said:
Wrap it up, enough for now
Give me time to unpack the case you’re making
I’ll call when that's all done
We’ll speak again, but I’ve got to run
Maybe we’ll both get things back on track, my boy
Could you handle that outcome?
Minibars and magazines
You’re the best thing I have ever seen
Made a simple plan, of how we’d meet
That night for drinks
Minibars and magazines
Carved my name into her hippie tree
She’s the one for me, now in so deep
That I can’t think
(C'est ca que tu voulais?)
Minibars and magazines
Still the best thing I have ever seen
It was all her plan, of how we’d meet
That night, I think
Minibars and magazines
See a new name on her hippie tree
Yeah she’s the one for me, but I don’t sleep
Give me a drink
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Combo Villains Los Angeles, California
Franco-American rock duo from Los Angeles. Songs for humans who enjoy music
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