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1953
03:37
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There’s nothing better
Than kindness I can’t understand
In seasons lost that cost us in the end
Your little letter
I keep it crumpled against chest
While storm clouds, they wet my Sunday best
What would you say to me
as we dreamed of 1953?
Tell me how to love her best
In a world gone wrong that loves much less
We could run out
And maybe head out far, far west
They’d try to stop us, the world would do its best
Down a river
To hide beneath some tall dark trees
And await the end of hunger, war, disease
What would you say to me
as we dreamed of 1953?
Tell me how to love her best
In a world gone wrong that loves much less
We’ll frame a picture
Taken by your favorite son
And light a candle for when your day is done
After the winter
We’ll tell your stories one by one
With another story, it’s telling just begun
What would you say to me
as we dreamed of 1953?
Tell me how to love her best
In a world gone wrong that loves much less
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2. |
Hello, Goodbye
05:15
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Hello and goodbye to this friend of mine
And, friend, we finally made it through
All of the reasons that it hurt sometimes
They’d plead when I’m far away from you
We climbed a mountain, it was twice as high
And twice, we thought of something new
A well-worn season which will mark my life
And leave me with memories of you
Oh I’ll miss you, that much is true
And where are you going? I’ll travel there with you.
We shed some tears in that sweet sunshine
And spoke as lovers often do
I’d pass the time with your face by mine
And share my best stories about you
I miss you so and just so you know that
I’m not faking it
This scar right here and the other one there
They proved we were making it
Oh I’ll kiss you as my heart splits in two
And where are you going? I’ll travel there with you.
The rain would fall, and the trees, they danced
To Songs that faded with the day
The world, it stopped, it stood entranced
By all that we thought we had to say
I miss you so and just so you know that
I’m not faking it
This scar right here and the other one there
They proved we were making it
But in 5 years time, will it come to mind that you belonged to me
And I belonged to you
Oh I’ll miss you, that much is true
And where are you going? I’ll travel there with you.
Oh I’ll kiss you as my heart splits in two
And where are you going? I’ll travel there with you.
Goodbye my love, to my second chance
To our hearts just beating days away
Guarded forever by our outstretched hands
And promises made to you that day
A promise I’ll keep to you someday
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3. |
That Deep Grass
04:37
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This is the place where that deep grass grows
This is the place that everybody knows but me
Your wishes and dreams don’t float so it seems, they rest with you
I’d hoped you’d see them through
Seems time caught up with you
This is the street where we put to rest
Whether the knight or whether the priest was best
You’re waiting inside for that change in her eyes, counting one-two-three
You’ll wait so patiently
Wait for eternity
Thought that we would have some time to talk about it
Remember all those funny dreams, and laugh about it
This is the house where you looked your best
Next to the flowers that quietly framed your rest
The stories they shared, I was wrong I was scared to believe in you
I’ll think the best of you
And in the next one, too
Thought that we would have some time to talk about it
Remember all those funny dreams, and laugh about it
This is the place where I heard you’d left
Swimming a sea of saltiness, care unchecked
Your mother she cried, with tears in her eyes, oh don’t you see
He’ll live in memory
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4. |
Home
04:39
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I’ll touch my head and bow for mercy
And make my way with far-fixed eyes
While dragging feet through miles of country
With plans weighed heavy on my mind
Made up my mind that I was going
Where life was harder than my own
To prove to you that love lay somewhere
Where people live on what they know
But I’m starting to think of home
I’m starting to miss my own
I do my best to think of beauty
And things to keep you off my mind
While being drawn by coy affections
That keep from loving what’s inside
I’m starting to think of home
I’m starting to miss my own
I’m running to trees soaked with sun setting low
And hillsides rolling with time passing slow
And fields that would whisper a memory of home
I saw a bit of something better
Out of the corner of my eye
But just like truth that lies elusive
It hides when finally I’ve the time
I’m starting to think of home
I’m starting to miss my own
I’m running to trees soaked with sun setting low
And hillsides rolling with time passing slow
And fields that could whisper a memory of home
And fields that would whisper my memories of home
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