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Ricketts Wood
03:03
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Hold your breath, the middle of the end is here
The seventh step has always been the hardest one to tread
I'll make it through, I'll follow you
I've seen you here, you're always on the way to quell my deepest fears
I've always been so quick to shed a tear
But that all changed when I met you so
Pick the pieces up
Hold on to my love
I'd spend a hundred years with you and it wouldn't be enough
The night is young, the moon is just a child and he calls to us
Asking if a memory's enough to make us love his lullaby
I think we should go out to Ricketts Wood
It might be good to get a breath of air
I could break right down, so darling, won't you
Pick the pieces up
Hold on to my love
I'd spend a hundred years with you and it wouldn't be enough
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Sun Comes Out
03:30
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I've seen the calmer side of pain and compromise
I've seen you smile when the music in your head has died
I know you look to me when there's no poetry
No rhyme or reason to the things you called your destiny
And all we want is all we've got
I can't think of anything else
I only want to spend my time with you
We're young enough to be afraid of living free
We've still got time to punch the clock
So now let's sing 'til the sun comes out
I've seen the darker side of living for your life
No destination, just keep walking 'til your pain subsides
This day is never done, I need another one
Another way to tell myself that I'll keep on the run
And all we want is all we've got
I can't think of anything else
I only want to spend my time with you
We're young enough to be afraid of living free
We've still got time to punch the clock
So now let's sing 'til the sun comes out
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Silent Page
04:01
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Black rain hits this window pane and takes me where I can't stay
Inside my mind
Where jealousy occupies the dark recesses of my eyes
And gives me away
You wrote something on a silent page
Coma conversations racing through my brain
Oh God, I can't take it any longer
Somewhere someone said that I was stronger
But these voices haunt me in the midnight hour
And I fear I'll let you go
Cold comfort in mockingbirds is something that you should hold on to
When this day's done
While storm clouds may block your sight
There still will always be a light under the sun
You wrote something on a silent page
Coma conversations racing through my brain
I know you can't take it any longer
I will hold you 'til you're feeling stronger
Don't let visions haunt you in the midnight hour
I will never let you go
I will stay right by your side, I will stay
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Steal Away
04:49
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Once I was haunted by the promise of a lonely life
It lingers on my tongue
Ten thousand ways to turn a phrase into a scar or burn
And the saddest thing I've done is staring at me now
Naked, high and down and out, escape's eluding me
I'd like to make believe the heart I've painted on my sleeve
Is the one that still beats
And now I'm haunted every night
Your breath is in my lungs
I keep your comfort by my side
Your pillow's still propped up
I'll keep you company in your fondest memories
And now I'm haunted every night
With thorns you crowned my love
Don't look at me that way, I'm sorry for the things I say
Or at least the ones you've heard
I'd like to say I've tried but good folks never tell no lies
So I'll never say a word
And now I'm haunted every night
Your breath is in my lungs
I keep your comfort by my side
Your pillow's still propped up
I'll keep you company in your fondest memories
And now I'm haunted every night
With thorns you crowned my love
I watch you steal away
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The Ghost
05:13
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I walk the streets tonight, these shadows are my only home
The wind sweeps the houses bare to make sure I know I am alone
In this, my darkest hour, I see the signs from long before
A tongue slips and one heart breaks but I will not crawl right back for more
I won't listen to the ghost
Just the ones I love the most
I've been enslaved to the notion of leaving
Forgetting to know where I am
Yes, there are two things that I still believe in
A song and the love in our hands
I walk this old dirt road, abandoned by my brothers past
The wind kicks the dust clouds up, I shield my face and I turn back
There's nothing here for me, I know the place where I belong
I still can chase these dreams, the past is short, the future's long
I won't listen to the ghost
Just the ones I love the most
I've been enslaved to the notion of leaving
Forgetting to know where I am
Yes, there are two things that I still believe in
A song and the love in our hands
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Rose Boulevard Asbury Park, New Jersey
Jack Linden
Jess Magdosko
Jeff Linden
Chris Dubrow
Pete Stern
Rose Boulevard recommends:
Strange Things Can Happen At Sea
by Jeff Linden and the Black Spot Society
Not only does this guy pluck the banjo with a fiery passion, he's as good a songwriter as they come and wildly ambitious to boot. This album is epic in scope and unparalleled in its execution.
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Somewhere New
by Cold Weather Company
As good live as they are on record, CWC is an awesome blend of finger-picked melodies, percussive strumming, insistent piano and thoughtful lyrics. Also dead-on harmonies, which you know we like.
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Good Conversation
by The Hart Strings
Folky songs with great harmonies and varied instrumentation. A great listen.
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