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Give Up
04:27
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Don't say a word
I can read, can't I?
Daniel, behold, the wall's handwriting:
"Give up
Give up
Give up your daydreams!
Give up
Give up
Give up and set yourself free!"
Boy, where's the time
You had more then
Smile like a child
You were younger then
"Give up
Give up
Give up your daydreams!
Give up
Give up
Give up and set yourself free!"
Why were you made?
You were made for music
How are you paid?
Love and family
"Give up
Give up
Give up your daydreams!
Give up
Give up
Give up and set yourself free!"
Give up
Give up
You were made for music
Give up
give up
And love your family
Give up
Give up
You were made for music
Give up
give up
And love your family
Give up and be what I made you to be
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Unbroken
03:37
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Long ago I lie awake
Close my eyes and try to think
And I saw heaven open up and from my dreams, well, I...
...I woke up
I have seen my friends pretend
To a good successful end
But I try hard and can't deceive
And just in time to admit defeat
I am broken
So I retreat to my native land
Where I rebuild my confidence
But scaffolds break and heaven's bound
And social duty makes a sound
I am broken
Could I have chosen better words?
Could you have chosen better ears?
An angel took a burning coal
And missed my lips and burned a hole in the ocean
Will you come and be my queen?
Play the drum so we can sing
That, "if I ever fail my due
You love me, and I love you"
We're unbroken
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Am I Better?
03:50
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I have locked potential's portals
I have hid away her key
There are roads I'll never travel
Paths I can't repeat
And all the choices I have chosen
How many more have chosen me?
Am I better for the choosing
Or waiting for fate to come to me?
I know lines they must be drawn out
So I will let you hold the pen
It's only within your limitations
That I find the freedom you extend
And all the boundaries I have chosen
How many more have chosen me?
Am I better for the choosing
Or waiting for fate to come to me?
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In the Morning
04:44
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In the morning, arising
And I am, long gone
I am coming soon
To win your confidence
And I'll return to you
A muddy river of slowing sediment
At high noon, pacing
And turning, I take off running
I am coming soon
To win your confidence
And I'll return to you
A braver bullet, a western sillouette
When night time is falling
You'll hear me calling
"I am coming soon
to win your confidence
And I'll return to you
A brighter beacon, a fuller filament"
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Mama, how does your garden grow?
Mama, how does your garden grow?
Mama, how does your garden grow?
It grows too fast for me
I just want civil conversation
I think you need a vacation
I'm stuck with you, will you try to change
Mama, how does your garden grow?
Mama, how does your garden grow?
Mama, how does your garden grow?
It grows too fast for me
You just want civil conversation
You think I need medication
You're stuck with me, I will try to change
You are an angel (your head is made of gold)
You are an angel (my body's made of bronze)
You are an angel (our feet are made of clay)
Watch them crush and crumble
Mama, how does your garden grow?
Mama, how does your garden grow?
Mama, how does your garden grow?
It grows too fast for me
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Someday Tomorrow
05:22
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You're the beauty, I'm the beast you love
And you'll return to me one day I know
I want to see you in the morning
When the evil curse is broken
It's a long time waiting
For you to come home, someday tomorrow
Watching for your second coming home
I can see you, I'm your seeing stone
I want to see you in the morning
When the evil curse is broken
It's a long time waiting
For you to come home, someday tomorrow
Someday tomorrow
I'll wake up and you'll be there
And the solid will fill the hollow
I believe you when you say that you'll come home soon
Please come home soon
I'll be here waiting
I have kept my lantern burning bright
You're my muse, my love, my thief in the night
I want to see you in the morning
When the evil curse is broken
It's a long time waiting
For you to come home, someday tomorrow
Someday tomorrow
I'll wake up and you'll be there
And the solid will fill the hollow
I believe you when you say that you'll come home soon
Please come home soon
I'll be here waiting
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Good Diction Minneapolis, Minnesota
Good Diction is a rhythm and blues grass group from Minneapolis, MN.
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