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Don't Make It Easy
02:55
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Don't make it easy for me to find the door
No I ain't had enough but I just can't take no more
Don't make it easy for me to turn away
No I ain't tongue tied its just hard for me to say
I'm sorry for the foolish things we've done
I'm sorry for the stupid things we said
I'm sorry for it all
Don't make it easy for me to want to walk
Can't stay in one room for long enough to talk
Don't make it easy for me to change my mind
My heart says I should stay but my head ain't that way inclined
I'm sorry for the foolish things we've done
I'm sorry for the stupid things we said
I'm sorry for it all
Sorry for it all
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One More Time
03:30
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Nobody feels that pain that you have to rise above
And somedays its hard to hide the anger and the love
Those long cruel nights that just play tricks with the mind
You just need to hear his voice again
One more time
And there ain't nothing that you can do to make those feelings stay away
There used to be a God but he died with him that day
Took everything you had but left so much behind
You just need to hear his voice again
One more time
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Loved Along The Way
02:29
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It used to be that you'd listen but now you've got it all figured out
Maybe my work is done here but somehow I doubt it
And your on your own now so be sure to take good care
And know your not alone, we're with you everywhere
And your loved along the way
Said your loved along the way
And I hope that you find what it is that your looking for
And pay no mind to advice that you should ignore
It used to be that you'd listen
Said your loved along the way
Said your loved along the way
And I hope that you find what it is that your looking for
And pay no mind to advice that you should ignore
It used to be that you'd listen
It used to be that you'd listen
It used to be that you'd listen
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4. |
Shadow Man
03:13
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Could never follow in the footsteps
Lay down the burden of the name
Could never fill the expectations
Find the spotlight or acclaim
Forever tainted with potential
The gift was never yours to own
Poisoned by association
The cover never blown
They deal you in but they mark your hand
When they know your just a shadow man
You see the consequence but not the plan
When your just a shadow man
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5. |
What Happens Next
02:51
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And you don't need to tell me how your feeling
You know I feel the same way too
Came right out from nowhere and oh, yeah
This time it didn't pass on through
Funny how that happens
When you'd least expect
There's no time for wondering now
What happens next
And I just want to shout it from the rooftops
Across the city down to the street
Can you hear me calling, I'm falling
Got a smile for everyone I meet
Funny how that happens
When you'd least expect
There's no time for wondering now
What happens next
Said goodbye to grey days
Farewell to the blues
Good morning sunshine
Have your heard the news
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Empty Bellies
02:31
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Building ramps and jumping ditches
Knieval with playing card spokes
Hiding unseen off the ground
In the arms of gentle oaks
Trading punchlines and cigarettes
Consealing ignorance and chokes
Sliding tackles in the muddy rain
Old trafford with the goalpost coats
Shooting birds with your old mans air-gun
Taking pellets on the shin
Hand grenade commando fireworks
Shook us out of our skin
Playing dead and the walking wounded
Notify next of kin
We lived and breathed amongst those trees
Only empty bellies brought us in
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7. |
Marchin' Band
03:02
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A marching band came passin' through, stopped me in my tracks
Took me by surprise and now that sound keeps comin' back
And it made me wonder as I wandered home alone
You should have a marching band of your own
Standing on the pavement edge I heard laughter, love and song
It filled the air and the people smiled and the children marched along
Yeah I wish you could've been there, yeah I wish I could've shown
That you should have a marching band of your own
And everyday a marching band is playing on our street
It's just a foolish dream I know but one that we should keep
A marching band came passin' through, stopped me in my tracks
Took me by surprise and now that sound keeps comin' back
Maybe I should call the Queen she's resting on her throne
Cause you should have a marching band of your own
And everyday a marching band is playing on our street
It's just a foolish dream I know but one that we should keep
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8. |
Happy Home
02:26
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Ain't it just like you to tell me how I feel
Punch me black and blue, silence me with steel
Used at your discretion to do with as your please
I seek protection begging on my knees
Your chopping a tree that already fallen to the ground
But I will rise up again I have to be around
For the boy who still smiles
Photographs of lovers, the first time we kissed
If my memory fails me, you'll jog it with your fist
There's hate all around me, demons in my bones
So long as my son is sleeping soundly he's from a happy home
Your chopping a tree that already fallen to the ground
But I will rise up again I have to be around
For the boy who still smiles
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