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Stuck With A Rhyme
03:15
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Stuck With A Rhyme
Stuck, stuck, stuck, stuck with a rhyme
Want to but I can not seem to combine it
With anything of might
I want to stick, stick, stick, stick to a plan
But to conjure up a working one takes a better man
Than most self-help software tells me I am
Shush, shush, shush, shush it to death
Keep ideas from leaving my head
Collect all my thoughts and put them back to bed
But then I turn to face a world
It crossed my mind tonight
It’s pencil to paper time
All of this, all of this leaves
If I get to, I get to be
Take, take, take all that you can
I may not be around to blow up this scam
I wish I had clarity but I’m damned
Stuck, stuck, stuck, stuck with it all
Want to but I can not seem to recall what I want
Or what I’m here for
And so I turn to face the world
It crossed my mind tonight
It’s pencil to paper time
All of this, all of this leaves
If I get to, I get to be
Stuck, stuck, stuck, stuck with a rhyme
Want to but I can not seem to combine
Stuck, stuck, stuck, stuck with a rhyme
Want to but I can not seem to combine it ahead
You crossed my mind tonight
Now it’s pencil to paper time
All of this, all of this leaves
If I get to, I get to be
Someone
Someone
Someone
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2. |
Marina
05:47
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Marina
I smell pinewood and salmon
I trot on salt of the Earth
A thick black smoke is stinging my eyes
And it’s decidedly silent
Mmm, my unfurnished home
I shake hands with every last one
Be it grandma or baby
They’ll join hands when I’ve gone
It makes no difference to me
Shards of glass
Now your cup lay broken
When we meet you may find a sound
Slowly creeping out of your mouth
Saying please please let me do this alone
But I was always there through it all
Through the storm
Marina
Marina
Marina
Marina
I did not come to dwell in this place
Just to pick up a package
I did not come to fall from grace
No, I’m long lost and past it
Marina
Marina
Now your cup lay broken
Marina
Marina
Now your cup lay broken
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3. |
The Funny One
04:12
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The Funny One
Shame on you
For speaking the truth
You fill a room with laughter
And then someone quotes you wrong
It’s you that they’re now after
The papers scream your magic’s gone
A war on thought
The lines have been drawn
You apologize profoundly
But no-one wants to hear
Their minds made up completely
Don’t confuse them with reality
’Cause son you are the one
We’re all laughing quietly into our drinks
But we’re with you son
We’re the lucky ones
We’re the lucky ones
We’re the lucky ones
’Cause you’re just the funny one
She’s a lucky one
He’s a lucky one
I’m a lucky one
’Cause you’re still the only one
So shame on us
We push but not enough
You kill a hall with laughter
You speak our very minds
Pupil turns to master
And we hope we’re not left behind
’Cause son you are the one
We’re all waiting for someone
To join our hearts in a song
We’re the lucky ones
We’re the lucky ones
We’re the lucky ones
’Cause you’re still the funny one
She’s a lucky one
He’s a lucky one
I’m a lucky one
’Cause you’re still the lonely one, so…
(Don’t want to save me)
You’re still the only one standing now
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4. |
Dancing With Daisies
05:58
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Dancing With Daisies
I’ve been laying down so long
The only feeling’s in my bones
My eyes have sunk into my skull
But hey, tomorrow’s the day I get
Paid for all my services
I have done my worst to ditch
I am like an altar boy
Sweet, humble and destroyed
Church, yeah that’s where I got to go
Those priests they have got know
How to escape that impending doom
I call my nine to five
A time-traveled suicide
And I’m dancing with daisies
Oh my world you’ve grown so small
Everybody’s in on it all
There is no song and no parade
Just a life, two thirds gone all the time
Scientists, they gotta make sense of this
They’ll know how to handle this rift in my continuum
But wait, what if I’m alien?
Would that go towards explaning things?
Or is that just a backdoor?
I feel fired up
Quite often enough
But subject to change I am
Like any other man
Oh world of great opportunity
When accidentally
Will you exactly be tripping over me?
It’s not like I find myself
With all of my time on Earth
Doing more than dancing with daisies
Dancing with daisies
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From Finland – a country that allegedly holds more metal bands than park rangers are able to rescue from their gothic photoshoots in the hinterlands, and where disoriented polar bears roam downtown shopping centres – hail singer-songwriter Jon Eden and his band. His roots also put him in Hamburg, Germany thus planting him somewhere in the Baltic Sea in compromise – hence the name of the band. ... more
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