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Oblivion To Hold
02:48
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The first one always hurts
Just try to make it work
I sure hope you’re happy
Turning into dust
Praying for a strong breeze
To take you far away
Oblivion to hold
Attracted to the fame
It really is a crying shame
To fear what you love
Giving up the ghost
When what you relate to most is
Walking through walls
Oblivion to hold
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Parallel Lives
03:27
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Changing scenes like a TV show
Love what you know; hate what you don’t
In August hail and autumn snow
Underprepared in your overcoat
There’s nothing left to figure out
When no one ever shows you how
She was walking down the stairs
While he was out killing his cares
Parallel lives never connect
Wait for the sun that never sets
There’s nothing left to figure out
When no one ever shows you how
Evaporate in your hometown
And life your life inside a cloud
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With these fleeting interactions
Well, one can only hope
One day just to get past
That familiar “hello”
Autumn winds were searching
Low and in-between
For those drowned out whispers
By sounds of crushing leaves
I’m never all that sure
My mind is filled with smoke
But I know that together
We won’t be growing old
Stranded at the crossroads
All signs point to “No”
They said to pick an occupation
I chose the great unknown
You see this world is sacred
We all bask in its glow
The man who sought forgiveness
Left a message at the tone
I’m never all that sure
My mind is filled with smoke
But I know that together
We won’t be growing old
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If you’re tired, rest your eyes
There’s nothing left to see
But if you’re curious
Go ahead, by all means
Listen to the wind at night
That’s when nature speaks in tongues
Though you never notice
It’s what filling up your lungs
Kick in the stomach
Kicked in the stomach by you
It’s more that I can stomach
More that I can stomach from you
Always walking in circles
Never getting past square one
Eventually you’ll explode
Keeping secrets for too long
So you rip out the pages
Of the stories that you wrote
Those forgotten tales
Of the half note that’s far from whole
Kick in the stomach
Kicked in the stomach by you
It’s more that I can stomach
More that I can stomach from you
Keep the pictures that you took
You won’t recall
When angels steal your memories
The ones you adored
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[People attempting to connect over a shared appreciation for beverages]
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[See my third solo record, Postcards From The Man On The Moon for the lyrics]
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John Samaras Queens, New York
Born in the future, John traveled back in time to show us how bad music gets in the coming years.
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