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Facing the Angels
03:13
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He don’t want to wonder
Which way he’s going to go
Sitting at the doorstep
Discarded and alone
It’s impossible to soar
Under the gaze of a war
You’re facing the angels, because you don’t belong
This land of monsters isn’t good enough, for our lonely light
I miss you kiss you ask you not to go, but it’s not your right
Sparkle in my life, tonight
In the distance we see
A shining tightrope to the sun
It’s hard to balance, but we won’t let go
Of this heaven we have won
It’s impossible to win the sky
If we aren’t allowed to cry
I’m an atheist, I’m religious, a democrat, conservative
I’m from a different land, I’m right at home, straight, gay
I’m ugly, I’m playboy, discriminated, prejudiced.
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In Front of Me
03:56
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I feel, your life, slipping over me
I want, your face, smiling next to me
I see, the world, right in front of me.
Sitting at the bottom of a pile of lies
Wondering why I’m hypnotized
As the cranes fly by with their blood red heads
I hope every note, I play on my bed would find you somehow
Life had us down had us begging on our feet
Our hearts were lost but we did not have to thrust them both together like we did
A good intentioned road to Hell is a scary thing to think
Of what our future might look like as we write it out in ink could we be wrong?
Today the snowflakes fall down hard on my withered back
But through the distance I see you with your face to the sun but you ignore the angels
They won’t tell us what to do
I see a light in your eyes that I’ve been looking for these days
And even when there’s no one left you’ll hold me anyway we’ll see it through
Sitting at the bottom of a pile of lies, wondering why I wasn’t hypnotized by you
Before
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Miss Murderer
04:19
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Miss Murderer, you are killing me
You pulled my heart right out of me
Miss Murderer, you are everything to me
Even though I’m dying, in your arms.
I was just a little boy on a Friday night
You caught my eye in a sliver of light
I looked around and all I could see
Was you sitting crisp and clear
In a swirling sea
I remember when, all I would feel
Was a silly little feeling I knew you would steal
Now you’ve got me, searching through, a silly little maze that I know will lead back to you
I know one day, I’ll get struck down
By an itty bitty doggy as he runs around
It seems so far but oh somehow
I’ll dream and dream it’s all I can do for now
And I
I don’t know
Where the future, is all going
But I know, that I’ll stick with you,
Because you have my heart, so I need you to live.
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Mr. Curious Sun
03:56
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Mr. Curious sun pokes his head through the blinds
Your thoughts swim around as they try to get in line
The floor is so cold you can’t shake the memories away
Was it too much to handle just one more day?
The world outside was glowing bright
The world outside was yours
You weren’t alone you had a home
Now you’ve thrown it away with what you’ve done
Now son why’d you do it what’s your motive did you hit your foot out on the door
Was it something we did that left you wanting more
Why why oh why digs deep into your soul
An answer won’t come now but you thought you had known
Mr. Curious Sun now hides his head away at night
As you cling to the pages of every book they write
Your heart was so empty it burst out and changed your look
It washed over you with blood and lies and stuck
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Marisol
04:42
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Hey Marisol why do you look so down?
Don’t you know the sun shines from you head and your crown?
But I am no prince
Hell I will not transform with a startle or a kiss
You are the only one who wants to see the snow go
You are the only one who wants to see the sun glow
You are the only one I want to see me Marisol
Hey Marisol I got your message in a bottle
But I cannot read your crumpled dreams just start and stop
So please don’t be blind
Don’t let me hide you behind the back doors of my mind
Hey Marisol you’re so young and so old
Perhaps our feelings are not yet that cold
So don’t over think, everyday my eyes fight to stay from you
Hey Marisol I see you’ve slipped away
Why d’you give me deja vu when you just could have stayed?
This is the night
Let’s breath out air let’s live our lives this is our right.
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Feels Like Love
03:28
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I stretch my legs and lean my cold head back
My mind says go back to bed
But something in you is keeping me awake you are, lovelier than any dream could make
If your heart is filled with nothing, and you don’t know where you belong
Don’t get to behind now baby, I’ll need you when I’m gone
Every song you sing is us
Every star you see is for you
And every smile you make it feels like love
I see myself on top of the world, looking down like some old god
I wish I gave time to see what’s ahead, but I got caught up with looking at you instead
I stretch my legs and lean my cold head back, but nothing’s keeping me awake today
Years have passed and we’re in different lives, and I only get to see you, once or twice.
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Release
03:16
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Your feet crash through the violet gold
Your feet crash through my heart
And your words crash through my soul even though they weren’t meant for me, but I know that I will stay in them, forever
How can I release, am I just blind? How can I know when you confuse my mind?
I thought you were telling me that I could let go
I thought you were telling me that I could be free
From this dusty old apartment of my soul, but I know that I might stay in here, forever
Yesterday I thought I felt you by my side, I closed my fingers around your, unseen hand
You left me shattered in the prism of your lies, and I’m glad that I could leave you, forever
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Tomorrow
02:59
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I’ve waited on every single wall
I’ve tired on every other doorstep
Even if every coin you put in his cup gets thrown away, maybe tomorrow life will sing
What good is saying that you’re nice, if it means you’re nothing at all?
What good is fighting the current with no one to help you back?
Maybe tomorrow life will sing
And the snow is falling without hope as the grass goes up in smoke
And everything in every way is around us as we hope for a better day
What good is calling up above
If it means letting yourself go?
Hey maybe someone likes your confused and tortured soul
Maybe tomorrow life will sing
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Christian L. Watson Novelty, Ohio
Christian is a singer/songwriter based in Columbus, diving headfirst into a great perhaps.
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