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Never Knight
03:02
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She is pacing
Ever contemplating
What he meant by last chance
She is worried
Ever hurried
And her heart hangs like a cloud
Never thought this knight
Would ask her to let her hair down low
Nor put up a fight
When she sang him the answer so slow
Why falter?
Now falling
Why tremble
He calls
For rain that will steal the moonlight
Beyond the dusk
Sad hands and
Cold eyes, he
Draws near for one sigh
It's time that you run to sorrow
The silent light
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2. |
The Full Spectrum
02:36
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And don't forget who winds the clocks, who makes the deals
Stays so warm, could be the heat, could be the heat, could be
I feel so much farther now, farther from
The full spectrum
I need some rambling, gambling fun
I gotta run, I got to run
Give me some focus darling
Don't for get who ties the knots, who turns the locks
Stays so cool, but outside it's not, outside it's not
Give me some focus darling
I feel so much farther now, farther from
The full spectrum
I need some rambling, gambling fun
I gotta run, I gotta run, I gotta run,
I gotta run, I gotta run, I got to run
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3. |
To Find This Home
03:47
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Twice you were my ever-dream
A satelite-born melody
Eyes always true
Kindest I knew
Well, I fell like a hollow tree
No rings to count the years before thee
Land-locked and blue
Lost before you
On our parting I believed
My heart would never share it's beat
Left with a song
Weathered and wrong
But now I know
I had to lose you
To find this home
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4. |
Nothing We Could Do
04:10
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Who gave you doubt
I'll never know
I'll never go back to find out
Stones you toed
You'll never say
We'll never trade tales of woe
When I was a child
Full of awkward charm
I remember watching you
Fall and break your left arm
You cried the bone shown through
There was nothing we could do
Next summer I moved away
So my parents could earn their salt
You punched me in the face
As if it was all my fault
My eyes all black and blue
There was nothing we could do
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Paul Otteson Madison, Wisconsin
A Midwestern Folk style, blending lyrical prowess with seasoned arrangements; wrapped in a cloak of beautiful harmony.
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