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i've got this old feeling
i've got this old feeling
up on the hill
deep in my bones
i've got this old feeling
i've got this old feeling
a song and name
scream from my brain
i know you
i know ya, i know ya
i've got this old feeling
i've got this old feeling
hand in my soul
turning the key
elijah, you hear me?
john that's your mother
now i'm away
do you hear what i say
i know you
i know ya, i know ya
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whatta you want that you don't got?
whatta you got that you don't want?
maybe i got, what you really want
maybe i got what you really need
whatta you want?
whatta i want, i wanna magic marker
connect your dots
all the freckly dots
on your elbow
like the constelations in outer space
with a mystic marker
but that's what i want
but whatta you want?
now you don't wanna be lost in the cosmos
you don't wanna be lost and forgotten
all the touch screens
and the sweaters
and the credit cards
but whatta you want?
whatta i want?
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refrain:
in the heart of chicago, there are streets you can't get to
streets you can't get to and you don't know their name.
some are above you, others below you
you try to get on them but you try in vain
you're a long way from home, country boy
i know it don't seem that far in miles
(you) stare into the night
under train platform light
try to count the stars, but there's only 12
-refrain-
now red, they said, tended bar like no other
she was your sister, she was your mother, your brother
poured em strong and tall
knocked you against the wall
and you never knew her real name
…go home country boy
-refrain-
found a soft place to lay your head, country boy
thought you'd make some lemonade, country boy
but the mornings are too loud
you're a sore thumb in her crowd
she's like the trains
the roar just above
-refrain-
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well amy says she's a version of the apocalypse
i don't know if I believe her
but it could be
she has hair like fire, eyes like ice
maybe i should recieve her
you wonder,
was the poet right when he asked
"will it end in a bang or a whimper?"
i hope i don't lose heart
i don't know
i don't know if I believe her
when she says
when she says not to receive her
hounds of hell
on my trail
hounds of heaven chase them away
under the influence of
milwaukee's hippest
we lay our backs on the pavement
of the lincolnway
faces parallel, no parts touching
eyes looking up at the gate of the world
somehow, we know, we feel changed
stand up
your mother looks on despairingly
a police man looks on despairingly
what do you do with such knowledge
except turn it into some kind of song
about the world ending
in fire, or ice, woman, or both
i don't know
i don't know if I believe her
when she says
when she says not to receive her
hounds of heaven on my trail
hounds of hell, chased away
hounds of heaven on my trail
hounds of hell, chased away
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b F
sledge hammer falls through the sky
firewood falls to either side
boots with holes
frozen mud
sick smoke from
the garbage fire
oh oh..oh
happiness is a waste of time
when you know there are boundaries
hard frost
forest foliage
i felt the ice
on the pine trees
oh oh oh
awakening ancient thoughts
awakening memories
awakening ancient thought
God’s Eye and a Mystery
oh oh..
F 3x
d C
love me love me like you used to once
b a
give me all you cannot say
d C
love me love me like you used to once
b A
I wanna know, if you can stay…stay….stay
b d b F
(you don't know how far i've come
not that far at all)
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6. |
Hillbilly Lullaby
03:07
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you've got no shoes on
i'm out of shaving cream
gonna kiss you anyway
send you to the land of dreams
everything is fixed and fine
nothing breaks down all the time
can't you feel my blood run warm
and now
it's time to dream
it's time to sleep and fade away
i know rained alot
and you’re jus on your cot
and the window's been cracked for years
and the that's the worst of my fears
go to sleep my little ones
go to sleep my little ones
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47years
05:00
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47 years upon this earth
never strayed far from the land of my birth
drive all day in a truck made of rust
dust i am, i shall return to dust
47 years upon this earth
the work of my hands won't pay me what i'm worth
creaky old furniture, drafty old house
friend to the groundhog, deer, and mouse
where oh where oh where did it all go wrong
why oh why oh why can't i find it
where of where where oh where did it all go wrong
why oh why oh why can't i find
some innocence?
a man of the world for 47 years
the sound of children fills my ears
hungry mouths and nothing will suffice
i'd be damned but for the love of my wife
can't sleep at night this town's too toxic
dreaming every night about public office
but there's a price to be paid that you cannot afford
and respect of men is empty and absurd
so another log to the fire in the middle of the night
an ache in my head that doesn't feel right
maybe it comes from breathing too much smoke
but the darkness at the door, it aint no joke
where oh where oh where did it all go wrong
why oh why oh why can't i find it
where of where where oh where did it all go wrong
why oh why oh why can't i find
some innocence?
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8. |
Say My Name Three Times
02:41
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say my name three times
before the sunrise
i believe that you can
i believe that you will
warm your hands by the fire
say my name three times
say all there is to know
the rest will go
i believe that you can
i believe that you will
say my name three times
before sunrise
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E c# f# B
E c# f# B g# c# f# B
look out now, you said everything was alright
stand up sit down walk out the fright
drop your hands give in to the plight
look out now, you said everything was alright
we're so weak, who needs might makes right?
all they neeed to do is to make something, right?
we're drowing, drowing, drowning, with land in sight
we're so weak, who needs might makes right?
E c# g#
nothing is special anymore
A B [ E EBA] – 1st time only
and everyone over consumes\\ repeat
we ran a race but fell off to the side
streetsweepers came erased all the lines
ghost trains filling up in the night
we ran a race but fell off to the side
we're so noble and the land provides
lost in a fog can't see the signs
cut a drift no mooring line
how many metaphors can i combine?
nothing is special anymore
and everyone overconsumes
solo: E c# f# B g# c# f# B…
E c# g# AAAA B…
nothing is special anymore
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10. |
Enough
04:18
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It's enough to have nothing
when nothing is enough
all the things you can't have
they can't have you
when they're not things
its enough to have nothing
sometimes
it is good to be no one
when no one is being good
all the lives, you don't live
you won't live them
being you
it's ok to be no one
sometimes
and no one is a no one
open your eyes
and no one is a no one
open your heart
who will love you
who will love you
all the time?
he will love you
he will love you
all the time
i will love you
i will love you
sometimes
it's enough to have nothing sometimes
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Tom Adamson Angola, Indiana
Tom fell in love with music in the womb and picked up the guitar when he was 17 years old.
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Secondary
by Greg James and the Peaches
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Little Piece of the Pie
by The Wealthy Orphans
this is life, music, and art all living in the same place - which happens to be a toe tapping good time.
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One my musical and spiritual brothers. the scope of the lyrics and music will make you hold your breath.
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Six Million Miles From Nowhere
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