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Driving on the highway underneath the sky
Could have said a lot before she lost her mind
Watch the signs passing by
And she didn’t have the chance to explain
No she never had the chance to explain
Turnaround the race is run
Up ahead the best is yet to come
ooooooooh
Running from the city like a war-torn bride
Only took the money left the clothes behind
All her pride set aside
And she didn’t have the chance to explain
No she never had the chance to explain
Turnaround the race is run
Up ahead the best is yet to come
oooooooo
Turnaround the race is run
Up ahead the best is yet to come
Oooooooo
Could have said a lot before she lost her mind
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Waiting for my Clock
04:11
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Sunlight, younglight
Steal this sleepless night
Waiting for my tolling clock
To release the bright
Strike three, strike four
Feet sneak on cold floor
Like a ghost I float
Wishing I could soar
Instrumental
I don't want this eternity
I want the sun to shine through me
Shine Shine Shine
Shine Shine Shine Shine
Oooo
la la la
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Pale Yellow Gold
02:44
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Walking beside you in pale yellow gold
Light that shines through the air
And into our soul
It was a long grey snow
The green was buried long ago
Under ground
Buried under ground
Walking beside you in pale yellow gold
Light that shines through the air
And into our soul
I’ve been inclined to find peace of mind
In ways that disappear the days
So down
Holding me down
Walking beside you in pale yellow gold
Light that shines through the air
And into our soul
Scratch this blackness, unclench my fist
Risk illness, risk it all
To be found
Risk it all to be found
Walking beside you in pale yellow gold
Light that shines through the air
And into our soul
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Windy Day
03:33
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Rivers flow in blues and grays
I come here on Windy days
Windy Day
Windy Day
Dried up dripping hanging thoughts
Clinging to the shells and rocks
Windy Day
Windy Day
(Lead in)
Clouds cast cross the moon
As my spine curls in my pillow
It is not a poem and I don’t have a window
I don’t have a window to see
(Instrumental Verse)
Clouds cast cross the moon
As my spine curls in my pillow
It is not a poem and I don’t have a window
I don’t have a window to see
(Outro on verse)
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Don't Come Inside
03:29
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At one time she was very pretty
Took her lovers above the city
Now that's changed she wants your soul
All your money, absolute control
Chorus:
Shield your eyes
from her lies
and whatever you do little boy
Don't come inside
come inside
come inside
She got her start eating boys like you
They go down hard like swallowing stones
She does what she wants to do
She does what reminds her of home
Chorus:
Shield your eyes
from her lies
and whatever you do little boy
Don't come inside
come inside
come inside
When the bitch is coming at you
and all her snakes are shining bright like cutlasses
cut her off at the head
Or you’ll become petrified living dead
Chorus:
Shield your eyes
from her lies
and whatever you do little boy
Don't come inside
come inside
come inside
Outro
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Clare Lockman Minneapolis, Minnesota
Sunlight, young light, steal this sleepless night
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