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Welcome
01:18
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If I had a home
If I knew true home
I’d say welcome
Yes, I’d say welcome to this place
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2. |
Kids Like Us
03:40
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So you wanna be a country singer
But have you really lived enough
Your shades are dark but your hand is shaking
So I think I gotta call your bluff
Have you walked through the driest desert?
Have you been to California?
Have you felt the great lakes blowing?
Well youngster, I better warn ya
There’s a lotta folks out here singing
And a lotta people out here lying
They’ll drill ya, ship ya overseas
That’s why they call it industry
But that’s no reason to be stopping now
Tell ‘em all that it’s gon be how
They could use another friend
Speak your piece then take a bow, uh huh
Country kids ain’t got no ride
City kids just play outside
Suburb kids wait for the summer to end
Kids like us just play pretend
Country kids ain’t got no ride
City kids just play outside
Suburb kids wait for the summer to end
Kids like us just play pretend
Kids like us just play pretend
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3. |
Outside
02:58
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Running around in circles
Grasping at thin air
Can’t find a reason
No, nothing’s there
So now I’m at the park on a Saturday
And I’m talking to someone named Sadie
And they’re asking how I’m doing lately
I been low, you know
Skip to the next morning
Sparrow flying high
Peer through that window
No more living a lie
So then I turn away, I don’t have to wait
Cause there’s so much more to see out here
I don’t have to be another keeper of the gate
Hey hey, yesterday, oh yeah
On the outside but not looking in, no I’m just looking all around
On the outside but not looking in, no I’m just looking all around
On the outside but not looking in, no I’m just looking all around
On the outside but not looking in, no I’m just looking all around
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4. |
What Love Is
03:46
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Something up ahead but I can’t be sure
And I realize it might just cause hurt
Stranger become acquaintances
Friends become lovers then strangers again
But if you don’t love me now then how
Ever before could you love me
Tell me what you really need
And if you gon let me down
Let me down easy, no darling
You don’t know what love is
Something right here and it last the years
But I realize it’s partially cause of fear
Clouds become rain, run into the stream
Then the river returns the ocean once again
But if you don’t love me now then how
Ever before could you love me
Tell me what you really mean
And if you gon let me down
Let me down easy, no darling
You don’t know what love is
But maybe I just don’t know
Know what love is, know what love is
Maybe I just don’t know
Know what love is, know what love is
Maybe I just don’t know
Know what love is, know what love is
Maybe I just don’t know
Know what love is, know what love is
Maybe I just don’t know
Know what love is, know what love is
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5. |
Work of Art
02:45
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Hang me in a gallery
Cause I’m a work of art, someone’s property
Tell me true prophecy
Cause you’re a piece of work, so quit bossing me around
Married me to a fallacy
Fully funded though, like a hit might be
Woe is me, says the rotten tree
Clutching peacefully, to a rosary
Shoulda known better than that
Coulda done better than that
Woulda done better than that, yeah
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6. |
Morning Song
02:55
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Morning song, morning song
Sun heats the earth, birds start to chirp
And it’s a morning song
Sun heats the earth, birds start to chirp
And it’s a morning song
I look up at my lover, they’re already awake
I look up at my lover, they’re already awake
I’m getting to know the morning these days
I’m getting to know the morning these days
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7. |
Peace Time
03:30
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There’s a drought, there’s a famine
And the bombs keep on coming
Oh and arms that we keep selling
But don’t worry, we’ll be fine
Don’t ya know they say this is peace time
There’s a thousand missing women
Sacred waters don’t dare to swim in
Let alone think of drinking
Just keep boiling off the slime
Don’t ya know they say this is peace time
There are tankers, so keep on drilling
And a plastic swallowed ocean
In the midst a mass extinction
Just ignore, that ain’t a crime
Don’t ya know they say this is peace time
No don’t worry, we’re in our prime
Don’t ya know they say this is peace time
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8. |
Green Light
03:09
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I went walking in the cornfields
I saw a green light over yonder
And I was thinking about my troubles
So I stood still and started to wonder
Could it be those aliens
From outer space like old Hollywood
And if it were them, would I go willingly
Or would I scream and run as fast as I could
No, beam me up I’ve had enough of this place
Beam me up I’ve had enough of this place
Beam me up I’ve had enough of this place
Shine a light, oh green light upon my face
Beam me up I’ve had enough of this place
Pack my stuff I’m going up to outer space
Beam me up I’ve had enough of this place
Shine a light, oh green light upon my face
Beam me up, I’ve had enough of this place
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9. |
A Thing or Two
04:05
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If you’re in the middle of the road
Then you might get hit
So don’t you do that please
And if you’re too on the nose
Then you just might catch a sneeze
Achoo, achoo
Finally you’ve accepted that
You never been quite where it’s at
You don’t know much it’s true
But you know a thing or two about a thing or two, c’mon
You saw the light come in through the holes
As you were taking off your sweater
But don’t you see
It ain’t right to get mad at the moths
You know they’re hungry just like thee
I say let ‘em eat
Finally you’ve accepted that
You’ve got the cattle but ain’t go no hat
You don’t know much it’s true
But you know a thing or two about a thing or two, c’mon
You can’t turn water into wine, but wine into a vinegar
There’s not enough faith in this world to keep me believing in your word
Cry cry, lie lie, just try, this is how you let the love die
Finally you’ve accepted that
You never been quite where it’s at
Truth is your much like me
Wear bright colours take your coffee black
No pride no shame in thee
No ego ego identity
You don’t know much it’s true
But you know a thing or two about a thing or two, c’mon
Uh huh, this is how you let the love die
Uh huh, this is how you let the love die
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10. |
Stillness of the Night
06:14
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Packed it up and left for somewhere new
Was trying to catch a little wind in my sails
Started to feel something like a branch in muck
But I am quick to be washing clean
Never was for being quick to action
Always trying to think for a sec
No more treading on the higher water
When the higher ground can be seen
Forced to live like an apology
But I don’t wanna do that anymore
Like the stillness of the night
Hold it closer, hold it tight
Like emotion, comes and gone
Like the stillness of the night
Bring me back to those old, old days
We didn’t quite know just who we were
Sitting ‘round and singing sweet, sweet songs
About things felt but not yet understood
Some rode off into the sunset
Then the sun set and I felt a cold breeze blowing
Being free is not being alone but surrounded by what you should
Wish I’d known the back of my hand
As well I did the fore
Like the stillness of the night
Hold it closer, hold it tight
Like emotion, comes and gone
Like the stillness of the night
Like a dying pen
That just keeps on scratching
Like the stillness of the night
Hold it closer, hold it tight
Like emotion, comes and gone
Like the stillness of the night
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