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Please Remember
06:25
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Should you find yourself
In possession of a modicum of time,
Come on by. We'll sit on the back porch
Have a beer and watch the sky.
I think you should know that I know
What’s been turning in your mind.
Please remember, it just takes time.
It just takes time.
Should you find yourself
In possession of a modicum of fact,
Come on by. We'll jump in the river
And do our best to forget all of that.
Then we can sit here on the back porch
Have a beer and watch the sky.
Please remember, it just takes time.
It just takes time.
Should you find yourself
In possession of a modicum of modesty,
Come on by. We can close the curtains
And you can climb all over me.
Then we can sit here on the back porch
Have a beer and watch the sky.
Please remember, it just takes time.
It just takes time.
it just takes time. It just takes time. It just takes time.
it just takes time. It just takes time. It just takes time.
Please remember... Please remember...
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2. |
Let It Rain
04:36
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Many times, I’ve been up and down this highway
Must have been a thousand times or more
And I’ve been thinking- Baby, it’s time to settle down
That’s why I’m here knocking at your door
Many times, I have asked myself this question
What in this life is worth fighting for
And I’ve been thinking- Baby, it’s time to settle down
Hoping you’re gonna open up that door
Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain
Let the skies open up
And wash our bodies clean
Let us surrender, we’ve got everything to gain
Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain
Many times, when I think I have the answer
What’s in my mind don’t even up the score
So I’ve been thinking - Baby, it’s time to settle up
Open up, these skies are gonna pour
Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain
Let the skies open up
And wash our bodies clean
Let us surrender, we’ve got everything to gain
Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain
Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain
Let the skies open up
And wash our bodies clean
Let us surrender, we’ve got everything to gain
Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain
Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain
Let the skies open up
And wash our bodies clean
Let us surrender, we’ve got everything to gain
Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain
Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain
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3. |
Monkey Monkey
04:06
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Hey monkey monkey, what are you gonna do?
Where are you going to? Hey, monkey monkey.
Hey monkey monkey, where did you get those keys?
Just hand them over please, and go back up into the trees.
Must you crash and burn, before you learn?
Hey hey, what do you say, let’s put that away?
It’s been quite a day, such a day, what a day, it’s a day.
It’s been quite a day, been quite a day, wouldn’t you say?
Hey monkey monkey, where did you get those tools?
Why did you make those rules? Hey, monkey monkey.
Hey monkey monkey, please don’t you understand
That opposable thumb and hand should be used for things far less grand
Must we make such a long list of ifs, ands or buts?
Hey hey, what do you say? Let’s put that away,
And go play in the trees with the leaves and bananas.
Let’s gather some berries and nuts.
Hey monkey monkey, why did you build that thing?
Why did you crown that king? Hey monkey, monkey.
Hey monkey monkey, please put the matches down.
Take off your fancy gown, let the jungle consume the town.
Must you crash and burn before you learn?
Hey hey, put that away. What do you say?
It’s been quite a day, such a day, what a day, it’s a day.
It’s been quite a day, what a day, a delirious day, wouldn’t you say?
Let’s call it a day, it’s been quite a day, such a day, what a day.
Let’s call it a day, it’s been quite a day, wouldn’t you say?
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Skywriting
06:08
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Take me down to the place
Where the water runs so deep
It's gonna push these thoughts out of my head.
The memories... not like writing on the wall.
Take me down to the place
Where the sky's so blue and deep
It's gonna push these thoughts out of my head.
The memories... not like writing on the wall,
More like writing in the sky.
Take me back to the days
When the restless summer breeze kept stirring all the leaves.
We were out of our heads.
The memories... not like writing on the wall,
More like writing in the sky.
And now that last call has sent you on your way.
Well, I - I'm wishing I could forget
All of those things I wanted to say.
Take me down to the place
Where the water runs so deep
It's gonna push these thoughts out of my head.
The memories... not like writing on the wall.
More like writing in the sky.
And now that last call has sent you on your way.
Well, I - I'm wishing I could forget
All of those things I wanted to say.
It's not writing on the wall;
It's not like writing on the wall.
It's not like writing on the wall.
It's not like writing on the wall.
(It’s not like writing on the wall)
It's writing in the sky.
(It’s not like writing on the wall)
It's writing in the sky.
(It’s not like writing on the wall)
It's writing in the sky.
(It’s not like writing on the wall)
It's writing in the sky.
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Impossible Machine
07:34
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Imagine if you will, an old mythology.
A certain time, a given story;
There is you and here is me.
Can’t stop now, don’t stop now.
Couldn’t stop this if we tried.
It’s not too late for making promises.
My door is open wide.
I’ll give you everything,
But I want that much more in return.
It’s not too late for making promises.
Meet you at the point of no return.
Relate if you will, to the tale as it’s told.
A certain time, a given story;
We can watch it all unfold.
Can’t stop now, don’t stop now.
Couldn’t stop this if we tried.
It’s not too late for making promises.
My door is open wide.
I’ll give you everything,
But I want that much more in return.
It’s not too late for making promises…
We’re not fate, we’re not story.
We’re an impossible machine.
Entropy in motion, alchemy unseen.
Can’t stop now, don’t stop now.
Couldn’t stop this if we tried.
It’s not too late for making promises.
My door is open wide.
I’ll give you everything,
But I want that much more in return.
It’s not too late for making promises…
Meet you at the point of no,
Meet you at the point of no,
Meet you at the point of no,
Meet you at the point of no return.
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6. |
Spinning My Wheels
07:44
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Lord, I been hanging around
For it feels like most of my days
Hoping you’d throw me a bone
But instead I’m just wasting away
But I see the light coming in
Round the cracks of the door
There’s a world outside
Might see me as worth fighting for
Most of my days
Been spent paying for what should be free
Laying my cards on your table
Just to have them thrown back at me
The games that we played
Done drove me nearly insane
Making the same move again and again
And expecting the end game to change
I’ve been spinning my wheels
In your back lot, just spinning my wheels
I’ve been spinning my wheels
In your back lot, just spinning my wheels
Fool me once, shame on you
Fool me a hundred times shame on me
But I see the light
I was blind lord, but now I can see
The cracks in the door
Open on to a shiny new day
So you’d best step aside son
Get yourself out of my way
I’ve been spinning my wheels
In your back lot, just spinning my wheels
I’ve been spinning my wheels
In your back lot, just spinning my wheels
I’ve been spinning my wheels
In your back lot, just spinning my wheels
I’ve been spinning my wheels
In your back lot, just spinning my wheels
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Small Birds of Sound Lawrence, Kansas
Small Birds of Sound is an indie-alt-rock duo (plus daughter) born in Santa Cruz CA, raised in Taos NM, and happily settled in Lawrence, KS.
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