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try to belong
03:18
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where has the time gone
and what have we done
with all of that time
that we have spent
what do we have
to show since we left home
to come out here and
follow all our dreams
when is our life
going to feel just like
all of the dreams
that we dream
all new friends
all new places
it feels just like
the same emptiness
try to belong
all things in their places
deny the shadows of those
creeping thoughts
forget those dreams
sounds are screwing with me
answers are the most
beautiful thing
try to create
just another sound wave
full of thought you stole
from someone else that stole
when is our life
going to feel just like
all of the dreams
that we dream
when is our life
going to feel just like
all of the dreams
that we dream
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2. |
hard times
03:49
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his heart is worth it's weight in gold
the rest is all poison and rust
you hear the truth when he’s telling lies
he always finds a little hope in the hard times
the story hidden in his eyes
tells the wonder of the whole wide world
you can see it in the smoke when he lights a cigarette
he always finds a little hope in the hard times
you’ve never felt so alive
as finding your tank's run dry
the wheels have fallen off
the wind is in your face
you think of a reason to smile
in the hard times
his dreams put an end to any hope
like matches, rotted wood and turpentine
when all the world smolders and is burnt to ash
he always finds a little hope in the hard times
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3. |
hundreds of shutters
04:07
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the call came in the morning
they took her from her place
no one was sure what happened
but oh! make haste
the demons in your pocket
cigarettes, meth, and booze
those beliefs you held to
took the best of you
hundreds of shutters
could not hide the shame
of knowing your mind
is split nine hundred ways
one of these days i'll miss you
i will not know why
i guess you'll still be whispering
evil nothings in my mind
hundreds of shutters
could not hide the shame
of knowing your mind
is split nine hundred ways
hundreds of shutters
could not hide the shame
of knowing your mind
is split nine hundred ways
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catch your eye
03:04
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i used to have it all
block of years and days
that’s given to us all
to do with what you may
i’d wear the finest clothes
the best i could afford
i was the spark of every party
i’d drink all night til four
i was the light
shining from a star in the sky
thirty nine trillion miles i'd fly
just to catch your eye
those days are behind
i don’t miss them anymore
with you in my arms
my days are all yours
you are the light
shining from a star in the sky
thirty nine trillion miles you fly
just to catch my eye
you and me
love so sweet
if that’s how it’s meant to be
that just perfect to me
you are the light
shining from a star in the sky
thirty nine trillion miles i'd fly
just to be by your side
just to catch your eye
just to be by your side
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5. |
crooked in the sky
03:41
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there lives a forest
of parched and scorched earth
all the trees there grow crooked in the sky
when the wind howls
the leaves sing haunting melodies
but I hear the beauty of each and every word
we go there every night
and share stories of our life
with all of the creatures living there
the tales that they tell
captivate my mind
like no other drug or drink or religion that i’ve known
they tell me machines
will not make sweeter dreams
we should have started with the end in mind
like heathens we dance
for rain to cleanse our sins
help our planted dreams to grow true
our children ask questions
about the gospel that they preach
i can only hope they tease the good out from the bad
special is she
that is innocent when she dreams
finds the beauty in the crookedness that others cast aside
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darrel hughes Texas
Borne form the ashes of American alternative rock tinged with folksy rust and grunge-y authenticity, Darrel Hughes and the Rowdy Crowd emerged on the Texas music scene with their gritty, lively, and soulful live shows. Their new album “Chaos Like This” available now! ... more
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