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You Couldn't Imagine
03:15
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You couldn't imagine what goes through my mind , It flows like a stream ,like a waterfall.
Inside the hourglass disollusioned time twists and it turns down the rabbit hole.
New destinations are sacred and blind to those who can't climb from their own insanity.
Open the spectrum , new colours to find , come look through the eye of reality.
In this existence I'm finally free , like we're all meant to be but that doesn't matter
Swirling and whirling kaleidoscope skies, I've never asked why I'm mad as a hatter
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Sunday Morning Feathers
04:44
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Sunday morning feathers cut her skin as they drift down.
Unsettled weather grazes skin on brazen brow.
Flow beneath the fire evaporating through the door
Stroll across the wire ancticipating she swam ashore
You won't find footsteps in the rain
Calling out won't ease the strain of sunday morning rain.
With each day comes new dilema so why'd no-one sell her new threads of silk
Flow through interstella she'll feel forever no mother's milk
Show your silhouetted sins,
Slow your beating heart again for sunday morning rain
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Rocks from the pocket
03:38
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He's got fire in his eyes, He's got rocks in his pockets
When's he gonna realise, that to live he's got to stop it,
Wears a badge upon his breast, I just can't be that type of person
Likes the treasure out the chest, Hates the people not the person
And he's gentle like a rose, You can look but just don't touch him
Takes religion up the nose, from the church my mother works in
And he's been getting his kicks for free round here to long, Too long
Has to choke before he breathes, The doctors said they couldn't cure it
Wears his heart out on his sleeve, He's insane but got a permit
Doesn't do it for the kick, Doen't need it for the laughter
He's a walking magic trick, He's a natural disaster
And there's storm clouds in his eyes, In the breath you hear the thunder
Made a plan to kiss the sky, There's a spell I think he's under
He's hipnotised I need to be alone
He's got fire in his eyes, He's got rocks in his pockets
But he'll never realise, no he'll never realise
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I'm saint I'm a sinner I'm a loaded gun
I'm a runaway train heading for the sun
I'm a voodoo child with the highway blues
I'm the howling wind screaming you got nothing to lose
I got freight train song going through my head
About a cadallac queen and the king is dead
I'm a whirlwind baby I'm a hurricane
And if I get too deep hit me with your loving again
I got mississipi water going through my veins
I've been walking to long in the driving rain
And my highway shoes are wearing down
I would change my soul but my heart ain't settling down
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Strange old town
02:26
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Strange old town
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Little Bee
02:53
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ooohhh little bee you couldn't be any other , fly home fly home , fly back to mother
oohhh you work all day and you slave, I said you work all day and you slave
you don't know any other , way to beeeeeee Is being and being is to create yourself
To see is seeing and seeing is to percieve exactly what you want to percieve
So don't believe what they want you to see , shut your eyes and remember to breath
shut your eyes and remember to breathe life into those butterfly wings
send ripples over each and every one of my strings
Those butterfly wings send ripples over each and every one of my strings
Those butterfly wings send ripples over each and every little thing that you see
ooohhh little bee you couldn't be any other , fly home fly home , fly back to mother
oohhh you work all day and you slave, I said you work all day and you slave
you don't know any other , way to beeeeeee Is being and being is to create yourself
To see is seeing and seeing is to percieve exactly what you want to percieve
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Life's changing and rearranging is hard so don't you let it get you stressed.
It's moving's kind of soothing if you find the way that soothing suits the best
Cold shiver , fast river reminds you off the blood that's in your breast
I've found stalling ain't falling we all need a little time to take a rest
Sometimes this world turns upside down so just look at the stars and see the world's only turning round
Some people in this world are so damn strange , I've got a friend who thinks that the world is flat but I would't want him to change
I find thunder makes me wonder about the lightning bolts that shoot across the sky
I know nature's my creater so I never take the time worry why I'm here
because I like changin , rearranging I like to feel the blood that'sin my breast
I've found moving pretty groovin so I groove the way that soothing feels the best
Sometimes existence gets you down so keep head held high and pick yourself up when you fall down
Some people in this world are so damn strange , I've got a friend who thinks the world is flat but I wouldn't want him to change
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The night sky shines the flamelight flickers a dancing forest glistens on the waves down by the rockpool tree as time just gently slips away.
The seahorse stallion a clouded caterpillar , a dragon blowing smoke towards the sand but if you wern't there then you wouldn't understand.
The can't stare star a laughing flower tickled by the rays that's falling down, I'm gonna plant my roots like a tree and grow up high towards the clouds.
The best thing about living is heaven surrounding you each day
The best thing about living is giving your happiness away
The best thing about living , forgiving mistakes that come your way
The best thing about living is giving the people of this world a little love everyday.
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Graeme Miller Dalry, UK
Funky fresh and fancy free
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