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Sinking Spell
04:57
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Rarely does a thought get caught in time
Rarely does a fragment fall in line
A sinking spell has me wrapped up
I don't know how to really wake up
Can a cheap suit crystallize?
Rarely do stories coincide
Rarely are addictions satisfied
Making waves at my last resort
Same old governing patterns of thought
Their good health has me worried now
You be silent 'bout it all
You be writing 'bout it all
You'll be saved by love
Love that ain't so bad at all
Will you eventually come to understand?
Love, love, love once and for all
Honey let the bees out from their hives
Honey let the bees live their own lives
They're trying to knockdown the confines
Under construction in your mind
Rarely do the trail reports hint sun
Rarely are the hard yards ever run
Talents once held but I threw away
Sorts of which I now need today
Is that bag still in the bin?
You'll be silent 'bout it all
You'll be writing 'bout it all
You'll be saved by love
Love that ain't so bad at all
Will you eventually come to understand?
Love, love, love once and for all
..and do you want to go
Straight through the middle
Of the sunshine window?
There is a safer place to be
Lost in the centre of my heart
I never want to see you go
Back to the silent side of the window
By the sill side of my heart
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A Great Mark Left On Me
03:26
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I was in a South Korean Mall
In the busy Busan downtown
When a message came through from mum
Was like a truck had knocked me down
He was the oldest one
He was our father’s first born son
Brother Mark was done
Half way up an old pine tree
Half way through an afternoon
Six hundred odd noisy cc
Due to roll in anytime soon
As a boy I await
To be paid a pinch upon the nose
Which brother Mark owes
Sipping on his coffee cup
Rolling up another smoke
Sharing some words of wisdom
Between each and every toke
Today he drove his car
I’ll check the backseat to see if he
Brought his guitar for me
Proudly he strums away
Out in the old back shed
A genius in action
Fluently full steam ahead
A great mark left on me
Of the best and rarest kind
His melodies left behind
For everyone to hold dear
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Porters Of Pokhara Brisbane, Australia
Indie folk/slow-core rock.
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