1. |
Changes
04:35
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I see you dance
Alone in your room
Moving Your bodyyour body
Like Nobody's watching
and taking it slow
getting to know you
After so long of being someone who
Changes shape for the world
Rearranging heaven and Earth
Searching for the one thing no one can give
It's harder than they let on
Facing off with Your Demons
and making friends with the monsters you always thought were haunting you
But they were just those parts of you that got lost in the dark
Trying to find their way home
To the warmth of your heart
Changing shape for the world
Rearranging heaven and Earth
Searching for the one thing no one can give
And staying the same is not an option
We're shedding skin
Becoming who we've really been all along
The gold filling in the cracks
We're not broken, stay open
We're not broken
We're making something more beautiful
than it would've been
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2. |
Stay
03:45
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Black Bird Blue Sky
Shadow in my mind
terrified to find that I'm losing time
Waiting for the day when I will rise above and
Fly away, fly away
River flowing
Deep down I know it
Buried treasure, shattered Lantern
press on, feel the way
Dig a little deeper, following the whispers to find my way back home
Find my way back home
Blue Bird, Black Sky
Looking for that peace of mind
Good Love is growing
take a deep breath
all an Old Friend
Why do I run from the things that I say I want?
From the things that I say I want?
I want to Stay
Stay, Stay.
I want to Stay
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3. |
Magnolia
02:50
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I climb the Magnolia tree,
White blossoms big as my cupped palms suspended there in the Great Blue Hall of the gods
and I can hear them whispering and I'm listening
Wondering, Is it meant for me? or am I eavesdropping?
Hold on God, it's momma calling so I hit the ground running like a bullet down the barrel of a gun
Oh, Magnolia, what will I say when she asks me where I've been?
Up in the tallest limbs, reaching out and diving in and calling...
Is anybody answering?
What if we could fall into the sky? All these questions burning in my mind
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4. |
What's Wrong
02:59
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Trying to fashion you into Words
It's an endless freewill, a sonless bird
Woke up this morning with you in my bed
Every hour since you've been dancing round my head
All day long, there's really nothing wrong
So what's wrong, baby?
What's wrong tonight?
You swing like a pendulum
how am I to know?
Sometimes I wonder why I can't seem to let go
I am not precious
I will not break
This may take some time
But I can see you wanna do right
All day long
There's really nothing wrong
So what's wrong baby?
What's Wrong tonight?
What's wrong baby, tonight?
So what's wrong baby?
What's Wrong tonight?
What's wrong baby, tonight?
tonight, tonight
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5. |
Lately
02:49
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I could have waited off the coast
I could have swam in the shallows
I could have made it on my own
but it wouldn't be the same
Taking the long way home
Backlit by the red and gold
some days I want to take my heart and go
But it wouldn't be the same
Wouldn't be the same
Lately, I've seen changing less like the wind that's blowing
up and away
Stay, like the waves, coming back again
Keep on pushing, pulling, shaping, breaking
Until I find my way
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