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Oh California, if there's one thing I like to see,
It's miles of asphalt boiling under the sun.
I'm rolling up my sleeves and I'll wait
For the moon rise for any phase it's in.
Pray I see no black dogs running
And ride all night till the early morning.
Steer with the memories that swim around my head.
Some are foolish, some so wise, and some just better off dead...

How cold can a heart become
before it crumbles, or decides to stay numb?
I know what it's like to feel cold, and I don't wanna die alone.

Because I can't stand feeling nothing,
I can't stand feeling old,
I can't stand standing for nothing when standing up is all I know.

Took a gander at the stars above me,
closed my eyes and took a breath for free.
Never understood the nature of madness,
the tragedy of the common so they say.

Are we not the ones that manifest our destiny?
Are we not the ones to spill blood in the streets?
Are we not the ones that eat our young,

woke up one day
and made his way down
to the water front as he
did all the days
in his 44 years
as longs as the ships made it in

stands for a cause

Come dance with me or I’ll explode
The reckless side is now shining through you
So shake your hair and do what you do
And I’ll break my legs to keep up with you

Cause I don’t like being alone
Unless I feel alone
Dancing with you is everything

Simple backbeats seem to soothe me.
If i could hold them i would let's say,
Take some rest as if not wicked.
And walk around enjoying silence.
A world away, elders gather.
Speak their tongue and hardly falter.
With words of bound, joy and grievance,
Simple songs, work and penance.

All aboard the river
A way for rain and soul
Unsure of destination

We'll absorb oh every
Wind and current
And a wounds of a worthy expedition

Let Water Wash Away, the shore of bleeding pain.
And erode to start anew, on foundations once consumed.

Glory [x4]

Pay homage with that pain. And relish all the same.
In fire of warm array, in arms, voice and days of

Scan for lights on the brand new banks
Muddy cars and kitchen sinks
I need you like I need my health
In this world and out of my self

I keep walking to see the next mile
Keep on praying for a strangers smile
A hand to hold and a path well lit

Well I found myself on a lonesome highway.
So I cut my teeth rebelling my way.
I told myself I would not fail,
I would not fall and I would prevail
But it just takes one hit to put you in your place.
Well tell me what you want, I'm all ears.
I'll give you all I got, blood, sweat and tears.
Yea tell me what you need and I'll do my job

i could walk for miles looking for those eyes
to see the light i need
before the darkness comes sealing up my fate
yea and listen close for the ringing tone
and true to it i'll be
and take the road that was cut for you and me

i couldn't wait for the call

Took a walk in rotterdam thinking 'bout a train
All along the banks of memory
Old tired away
And at the end of every corner
Can almost hear her sound

Time went by in ecstasy
Walking next to walls

How would we have known we would wash away?
As two solemn searching souls, together to the sea
Amongst the creatures underneath the deepening
Holding to the flame burning you and me

We sacrifice the talk and praise the eyes in all wonder and amazement
And notice every star floating in the arms of symmetry so ageless

Some days we're ripped and torn away
From the shore and tossed to a watery grave
Set adrift in the depths of the drink in the hands of the gods we curse

We call for help when no one's around
Shot down fleeting thoughts never make a sound
Set adrift in the depths of the dark in the heart of the sea where we wish

Come on, come on, gotta trust in something strong
Gotta keep them wheels on turning, die with the rest and wrong

Hang on, hang on, gonna beat that wind for long, yeah...
Eat that dust and savior the road less traveled on

Hey, hooooo ...

Looked into the sky, walked another mile.
Watching snowfall take its time to the ground,
To bury this town.

Yeah, one step at a time walking on the line.
Laid in the dirt of the pigs,
The saints and the clowns know 'em all too well.

She is not the type that will talk the talk despite over how and where she'll waltz when apparent duty calls. I am overly enthralled and delivered from the dark of a reckoning, awakening.

And every move she makes with a cadence that she wakes takes my soul up to the sky through the shadows and some shine. I am overly inclined. I am captivated and concentrated. My sweet my valentine.

I say it's made to know, just as as water's made to flow, I'll lay down with you tonight for tomorrow's another time. We will dance away, you know, somewhere high up in the snow. At the rain has grown too cold, where the heavens meet the Earth.

And in the morning lights and the breathing soft inside and they(?) just go flashing by from all the dreams throughout the night. I could lay away like this, next to your for hours, and through another with my sweet my valentine.