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A Walk On Moon Street
05:47
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2. |
Lakes Near Fuji
06:28
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3. |
Prayer
05:14
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4. |
Cloud (Interlude)
02:49
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How Long?
Please don't go.
I'm saddened,
Garish in a thought.
You drag around every single doubt,
Cause I mean nothing to you.
How Long?
Please don't go.
I'm childish,
Garish in a thought.
You drag around every single doubt,
Cause I mean nothing to you.
My head's in clouds,
Everytime you shout,
Cause I mean nothing to you.
You drag around every single doubt,
Cause I mean nothing to you.
I hate the sound that you drag around,
Cause I mean nothing...
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5. |
Vineyard
09:34
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Angels:
We slept with angels through the night,
Moments before the war.
I held the hand of god,
To ascension.
I cared the ones I loved,
Before the end neared.
I dreamt a better life,
For the victims by my side.
So I decide to isolate my life.
And I held your hand,
Through it all.
You defy my life,
My love after all.
Wasting their time,
I miss you each life.
Could you deny your love at all times?
Please?
Vineyard:
Do you take your sets,
And just quietly provoke?
Senses pull you down,
Further, just to make an ode.
Gravity shatters your body in forth.
But she lies,
And tells me I'll be fine.
Find yourself in bed,
For you have to go and sleep.
Cry tears in the ashtray,
That you never want to keep.
You're tired and you're pained,
And you don't want to try.
But she lies,
And tells me I'll be fine.
Hold me so sweetly with intent to love and desire.
Love to be sweetly with an own lover of mine.
Do you want me to just go and just take your own time?
But she lies,
And tells me I'll be fine.
Exhale your jury,
Persecute your savior.
Quietly built upon my selfish ode.
Worry and the war,
Please tell me your story.
But she lies,
And tells me she'll be fine.
Faint lights of red,
Burst the color of her cheeks.
A wish to permit,
But we lacked empathy.
Troubled romancer,
But the dancer can depart.
But she lies,
And tells me she'll be fine.
Can I hold your hand before I go and fall asleep?
My body's all tired and all paled up to the sheets.
I might as well be dead than get the chance to even breathe.
But she lies,
And tells me she'll be fine.
But she lies,
And tells me I'll be fine.
And we'll hang,
Softly 'round the windowsill.
And I'll hang,
All around the vineyard.
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6. |
Coward
07:32
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7. |
Harp Song
07:49
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How long is a heart?
Is a month?
You can play my harp,
Anytime your heart desires.
Your sunny eyes give me chills I cannot find.
Tattered for some time.
You can't schedule love,
Or cope with thought,
Unless you want to go into a downward spiraling fall.
I'm no Babylon, no Qumran,
No king or queen,
No demagogue,
Perched on a porch,
Trying to ease your mind.
If this what champions love,
That's not what I'm here for.
No monkeyshines,
Or monkey shrines,
That's not what I'm here for.
If this what champions love,
It's not what I'm here for.
Take a primrose path to Hell.
I'll testify before myself.
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Jacob Hutto Spring, Texas
Jacob Hutto is a Houston-based Singer-Songwriter, with experimental tendencies.
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