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Come Of This
02:51
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Of all the lies I ever told
the biggest one, the one most bold
was to myself, I realized it
cursing at the cold
of all the tricks my mind could play
this one almost put me away
the night we kissed, I thought
nothing good can come of this
I've been a brainless, classless clown
ask anyone who's been around me
but when that glass goes down again
you've found yourself a friend
alibis until the end
a thin disguise upon the deal
you saw there was something real
connections missed, persistent pricks
nothing good will come of this
pull me up, push me around
ride the ebb and the flow
hang your hang-ups up
polish me with Italian fire
cut me free with razor wire
to put it all inside a song
you say it's taking me too long
of all the wishes I could wish
except, of course, your kiss
(your kiss)
for you for me for us for we
to learn to be for us, for we
for you for me for us for we
to learn to be for us, for we
and put every doubt to rest
nothing good will come of this
all good things will come of this
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Her mother was on the phone, pacing the floor
she says “if you're not coming home what am I in this for?”
he said “baby this thing is big, it's bigger than you or me”
and that's when she decided somebody had to fly free
Above us the sky behind us the national trust
before the Soviets leave us all in the dust
gonna throw this ship in the air, gonna see how far she will fly
this ain't for kicks or money, honey
this is do-or-die
so baby cut me some slack I promise you I'll be back
from this job that I have to do
we're both so alone but I'm coming home to be right here with you
we got the presidential seal it's a pretty big deal
so let me see how I feel
once the voyager has left the system
her father was gone on a mission surprise, surprise
almanac in his pocket, gasoline in his eyes
nobody ever told her exactly why he had to go
she seems perfectly happy, maybe there's nothing to know
there is a radio stream that she hears in her dreams
usually when the moon is full
and her grandmother's ghost the whole heavenly host
they're all praying that she hears it too
she heard a brand new tune and she cleaned up her room
while the signal started getting clearer
and when her mama came in our girl was wearing a grin
and a dress that made her look fearsome
and by the light of the moon over the lake of the loon
there was a distant boom mama suddenly knew
that the voyager had left the system
the other night in a dream
I was a drop in a stream
speeding towards the waterfall
will I be reborn as a drop in a storm
or a fleck of rust on a rail
or will I merge with a star
if I zoom out far
a speck of dust in a comet's tail
or I could stalk you tonight cuz the weather's just right
and I'm feeling lucky and winsome
call your name in the street, get down on my knees
and pledge you all of my love, and then some
or I could steal this car, drive it into the bar
that I never sent high enough
or I could hijack a plane in some dead prophet's name
crash it just to prove life sucks
I'll send a message in lights from the highest of heights
in case you're wondering tonight
if the voyager has left the system
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3. |
Stars and Making Out
01:54
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the path of least resistance is your kiss
bigger than the universe
smaller than my dreams
I see the west open her legs
by the warmth of the breeze
I tickle your tongue and believe
the point of life is this
can we choose to feel our beauty all the time at its best
yes
so give me another kiss
under the stars
close and warm at the forefront of the being
beating our heart that knows what matters most
is how we feel moons full of madness
driving songs of steel, we build the bodies
with our love, so don't stop kissing me
and I won't stop wishing
we could always be kissing
Inspired by and set to the words of Justin Blackburn
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4. |
The Promise
02:44
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These days are a wind falling through this open wound, the sky
These days are a wind falling from the open wound in the sky
I bent myself against that blow
and in doing so stretched out
farther than the farthest star
wished myself the smallness of a raindrop
and so became the sea
I humbled myself to the beginnings of a seed
and thus I have become a tree
Where were you when the first blades of grass
pushed themselves upward through the earth's skin?
You were in the world, of the world
and you were the world
yet you knew it not
As a fish is of the sea in the sea
and a fish is the sea
yet knows it not
you have not been born, you do not live
so you shall not die
This is the promise
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Everybody's Number
05:28
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A friendly face on foreign soil
tonight we burn the midnight oil
inside this tower of the night
a castle of our own design
we get to build it
with nothing to fear
nobody saw us come in here
long ago and far away
you wooed me with an old cliché
But I, for one, was not for all
the tempest rage through which we'd crawl
nobody warned us
nobody told us
nobody's been here before us
and I will bear my soul laid out
whenever I can figure out
where I left it
where do you go
when you're not burning through the summer
where do you hide
when you're not lighting up the night
who do you call
you got everybody's number
when you fall, honey
won't you fall to me
After all we've just been through
will I expect to hear from you
instead you send the sound of birds
the sounds of nature's only words
everyone gets here sooner or later
no creature carries its shame here
so make me wish for one more night
inside this tower of our design
in the moonlight
where do you go
when you're not burning through the summer
where do you hide
when you're not lighting up the night
who do you call
you've got everybody's number
when you fall
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6. |
Brand New Sound
02:29
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I've been waiting for the brand new sound
I've been waiting for the brand new sound
I've been waiting for the brand new sound of love
I wanna make it with you
Thought I heard it in the underground
I thought I heard it in a thundercloud
I thought you played me and it freaked me out
But I've been waiting for the brand new sound of love
I wanna make it with you
Sound—the weapon that I love
will pierce the heart and turn the tides of tragedy
sound—the demon-angel-dove
will light the fire and thrill the hips of majesty
Some people say I like to wander around
lay on the beach and put my ear to the ground
hang out in caves splashin' water around
but i've been searching for the brand new sound of love
I wanna make it with you
thought I heard it in a turnaround
thought I heard it in the underground
thought I rode it on a merry-go-round
but I been waiting for the brand new sound of love
I wanna make it with you
sound—the weapon that I love
will pierce the heart and turn the tides of tragedy
sound—the demon-angel-dove
will light the fire and thrill the hips of majesty
sound- when pushin' comes to shovin'
it's the one I'm thinking of
when you're beside of me
sound
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I flew over San Francisco
a lazy lover in the sky
just to see if I could see you
to try to say goodbye
your flower box was in my window
next thing I knew you were gone
so I flew over San Francisco
to get between you and the sun
cause when it got too close to call
I saw the fine print on the wall
could I help you, love you, help you
find a way to lay the days away
crossing over Oklahoma
crop circles around my heart
deflecting all conquistadoras
keeping us apart
who was I to think that spring
that you would fit beneath my wings
at the bottom of the bay
that's where my heart is gonna stay for now
torn apart but open hearted
seat reclined with my headphones on
I beheld the golden gateway
beneath the setting sun
I flew over San Francisco
another crazy lover in the sky
just to see if I could see you
just to wink my jealous eye
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Aaron Price Asheville, North Carolina
Aaron Price
multi-instrumentalist
songwriter composer
producer
arranger
Asheville, NC
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