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Finding the Found
04:20
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It’s worrying these things I’ve become
And finding the strength to overcome
The outlaw is thuggish reminisce
This trespass is on a past remorse
Holding onto water is like
Holding onto her
Without sense enough to stop I find,
My hands are cupped for more
Kindly step away from who you were
Move quickly, the future holds so much more
Holding onto water is like
Holding onto her
Without sense enough to stop I find,
My hands are cupped for more
Hold onto light
This course you hold will need to end tonight
There is always time
There is always time to change the path you’re on
Holding onto water is like
Holding onto her
Without sense enough to stop I find,
My hands are cupped for more
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2. |
Rearrange My Bones
03:54
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I take in the ceiling and count down the risks
hear a loud knock and a heart empty kiss
above our bodies followed by empty doll eyes
how mine tear with screaming floorboards
Rearrange my bones
Break apart this stone
Make this heart your home
And rearrange my bones
Pulse beats pulse, blood thicker than my own
freezing in veins, gelid flashes of shadows
darker in black cast from light better not left on
now tell me, where is the switch
where is the switch
Rearrange my bones
Break apart this stone
Make this heart your home
And rearrange my bones
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3. |
Falling Chinup Deep
03:53
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I’ve been here before
The walk you took with me
And my lying lips
So sweet, furnishing retreat
From all the blank stares
At a wall and back quietly
Whisper, hear my name
My sins and pray for belief
My sins and pray for belief
My sin and pray
By a river flowing blue,
The skies we’re watching underneath
All the words you thought I slipped
On the ice and fell chinup deep
These cuts that may not heal
The words from love-lost saving grace
Please, God, try and feel
My sin and pray for belief
My sin and pray for belief
My sin and pray for belief
From my life you left
An impression of your pintucked wings
Around my blackened hands
To hold consuming all my dreams
Of those pearly gates
To the darkest parts of me for free
Please, God, try and feel
My sin and pray for belief
My sin and pray for belief
My sin and pray for belief
Why won’t I get on my knees
Why won’t I pray for belief
Pray for belief…
From my life you left
An impression of your pintucked wings
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4. |
Nowhere Left To Go
03:22
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No need to apologize
For walking out of this place
Just left a hairline fracture
Along the skies of my face
You've got Semper Fi reasons
For cleaning up your mess
Left me with six months to think about
Why I should be taking you back
Please don't go higher
There ain't nowhere to go
Please don't go higher
We're running out of road
Dry creek indecision
Marks the canyon between
Dry creek indecision
Keeps you from leaving again
Please don't go higher
There ain't nowhere to go
Please don't go higher
We're running out of road
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The Great Perhaps Cleveland, Ohio
The Great Perhaps is a three-piece alternative rock band, although sometimes they forget. Drummer Tuck Mindrum, bassist Stefan Johnson, and vocalist/guitarist Colin Payton are heavily influenced by blues, jazz, prog-rock, metal, and classic rock n’ roll music, which all bleed into their Band of Skulls/Silversun Pickups/Mars Volta sound. ... more
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