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Something's Gotta Give
03:47
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Live life, don't you live no lie.
If you don't wanna, don't pretend.
Small town, he won't get you nowhere.
Gotta jump while you're ahead.
Something's gotta give.
Don't you worry, don't cry.
She don't wanna give you nothing,
She don't matter, she don't care.
Don't let no one tell you anything,
Anything you want to hear.
Something's gotta give.
Don't you worry, don't cry.
Slow down, nothing makes you happy.
I know I'm wasting time.
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I did not cross the water alone;
I said my prayers.
I could not make the cut on my own;
She was always there.
I'm sorry that I am so vain,
I cannot lie.
I'm running as fast as I can,
Just see me try.
All around I see the stars that want to be my guide,
But I don't notice, I'm still waiting for the sun to rise.
I slept in, I fell behind.
I'm laughing but don't tempt me,
I don't have time.
I'm learning that if I ever want to be the man I want to be,
Then I have got a lot of growing up ahead of me.
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Thank You
04:19
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Sleep tight, they'll never find you;
It's always in your head.
You're not a hero, you're not saving anyone;
If you're not saving everyone,
There's nothing you can do.
Step up and tear the temple down.
Are you casting stones?
You're not my Savior, and you're not a saint,
So why don't you slow down?
Why don't you give enough to take?
Listen to the voices in your head,
Are they ever getting clearer?
Get in line, keep that finger on the pulse.
Is there anybody home?
Thank you.
Someone's gotta say it, but it's time for me to go.
Maybe I learned some, maybe I've grown.
Hey -- you never know.
I wake up, and I'm all alone again,
And there's no one in my head.
Where to start -- is it painful, is it hard?
Is this even what I want?
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4. |
Try Again
03:06
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You're all grown up, now the city feels small.
Do you feel familiar, so strange?
Isn't it free, isn't it easy?
From my heart to your hand, they understand.
We try again, don't we?
Is this my fault?
I don't have to be strong anymore than you.
You're hard to read, and I'm so defeated.
Sometimes I love you, and I don't have to try.
We try again, don't we?
Do we face each other like we used to?
Is the way I love you just what we're used to?
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Where's that smile?
I don't need to know what's going on;
No one's gonna take your heart away.
You love too much.
Have you got any secrets to tell?
I never said I'd keep them.
I'll fall in love with anyone.
I don't wanna hear it.
I don't wanna hear that one again.
Keep it in again.
I'll fall in love with anyone.
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6. |
Run for Help
03:37
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Cast a stone into the river,
Disturbing all our reflections,
Obscuring all our imperfections.
Start a fire in the city;
Let all the light run together,
And let our dying city burn forever.
But run for help, I think it's over.
We will die looking over our shoulders.
We will die.
Wielding desperation, stronger than a curse,
Relinquish all your false relations,
And level all your accusations.
Shout into the void, waiting for an answer;
Defend yourself, equivocate;
Aren't you ashamed to obfuscate?
But run for help, I think it's over.
We will die looking over our shoulders.
We will die.
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7. |
Six and Twenty
03:43
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It's not far to the forest, it's not far to the sea.
Everyone's got something they'd like to see.
Save me from winter, deliver from heat.
It's not far to the homeland, by six and twenty.
From mountainous highways and cavernous falls,
And diving in cities with paper thin walls,
I'd ask you to follow; you wouldn't go with me.
It's not far to the homeland, about six and twenty.
Take me far from the people, take me far and let me be.
Take my head out of the sand, take my body from the sea,
I've got a feeling I've seen all that I can see.
Bid farewell to the homeland, bid farewell to me.
In treacherous hallways and overcast skies,
And shrouded in secrets, ambiguous lies;
What does one do when everything's seen?
Take me out of the homeland, by six and twenty.
Take me far from the people, take me far and let me be.
Take my head out of the sand, take my body from the sea,
I've got a feeling I've seen all that I can see.
Bid farewell to the homeland, bid farewell to me.
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Honestly
02:20
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Doesn't bitterness love company?
So how about you keep me company?
I will not accept rejection, and I'll answer all the questions
You didn't ask, but now I'm taking it back.
All your friends think your so immature.
They'd never say so, but you're pretty sure.
Everyone's so used to hearing all of your excuses
When you ask for a loan, now they don't answer the phone.
And honestly, I can see what they mean.
Let the record show that I've been up too late.
Let the record show that I'm not thinking straight.
Faces in the mirror, and voices in the dark,
I'm not comforted, but I still won't let you in.
Honestly, I just need to stop and breathe.
Honestly, do you see what I mean?
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Human
04:40
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Anarchy, arrogance!
I'm sorry we're holding you hostage,
Did you get what you wanted?
What power, what promise!
You sold your soul to buy a voice;
Can you still feel remorse?
You love God's people, but we're not equal.
It makes me wonder if we're not simply more human.
Providence, politics!
I feel no comfort, but I can't surrender.
Evidence, reticence!
God's people are dying,
His people are scared.
You love God's people, don't you?
But we're not equal.
Somehow you figure that you're simply more human.
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10. |
Nothing to You
02:41
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I've been thinking about the time that I've lost,
Waiting patiently to learn what I've taught.
I've been waiting at the sea, I've been waiting for you.
Seven years, by now I surely should know:
Nothing said is ever easy enough.
I've been sleeping in the trees, I've been hiding from you.
I'm no child now, this I can avow.
I'm a child now, I know.
Take me higher to remember your name.
Awake in silence but it isn't the same;
And I shiver in my sheets, I'll be dreaming of you.
I want assurance now that something is right.
I want endurance just to last through the night.
I'll be reading ahead, I'll be calling on you.
I'm no child now, this I can avow.
I'm a child now, I know.
She woke me Monday to be sure that I heard,
But after everything I know that nothing can hurt.
I'll be staring at my feet, I'll say nothing to you.
I'm no child now, this I can avow.
I'm a child now, I know.
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Dangerous
05:01
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Strange times, don't you agree?
I feel like I've been used;
By now I should be used to it.
What can you do?
We're just children having children like our parents were,
But it's safe to say that this is not our parents' world.
Children having children, it's dangerous.
Strange times, don't you agree?
No one cares that you're not home,
And no one calls to see you're not alone.
What did you do?
We're just children having children like our parents were,
But it's safe to say that this is not our parents' world.
Children having children, it's dangerous.
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Light On
03:16
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I saw him, like the ghost of a melody,
Like the shadow of a song I used to sing;
And I saw her, in her apathy,
She who took me at my word for all I had.
I know I'll be away awhile.
I find myself down on 4th again,
And all my dreams contained by county lines.
Specters wait along the avenues,
Feels like someone else's heart belongs here.
I know I'll be away awhile.
Still, too often I want it back:
Standing on the edge and stepping out
Without a thought, without a glance,
Knowing someone else's heart belongs to me.
I know I'll be away awhile,
So keep a light on for me.
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Stuart Wicke Louisville, Kentucky
Stuart Wicke is a songwriter from Louisville KY.
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