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Battery Life (2010)
02:50
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One day my battery life will be
No more an inconsistency
The kingdom sprouts up from my grave
And fills the hole where I once lay
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Lullabye (2010)
06:00
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Close your eyes, close your eyes
For the morning's new surprise
The world is darker when you need
A bit of soft tranquility
Close your eyes, close your eyes
For the morning's new surprise
I'll wait on the other side
Close your eyes
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3. |
Listen (2009)
02:15
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Listen
I think we made a mistake
This is more text than I can take
And my paradigm is gonna break
Listen
This is bigger than we thought before
The coin now has one side more
Both the ocean and the shore
All the facts I've found seem to resound
Without a compromise
Even more than I knew before
I know now that I don't know
Where to go
Anymore
Listen
You're the keeper of all my fears
And the drier of all my tears
But do you really hate queers?
Listen
You can tear whole cities down
And make them bow to the ground
And you would never make a sound
All the facts I've found seem to resound
Without a compromise
Even more than I knew before
I know now that I don't know
Where to go
Anymore
Listen
You can kill all the men you please
I will still trust in thee
You can never fool me
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You've come to this place
With your heavy heartstrings
To try to make amends
I've waited so long
For that lonely phone call
To hear your voice again
Your sins will ne'er be
Enough to impair me
I'll always have my way
My word has spoken
Your chains will be broken
To see a brighter day
I have always loved you so
One day you'll know as I know
Keep on with my plan
And know you're my own man
I've always loved you so
And when your time comes
You'll see all that you've done
And make your way back home
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5. |
Birthing Pains (2010)
02:37
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Such an awful sight for a month
On the TV screen
Three hundred thousand young corpses
Is something we ain't ever seen
You know it was once alright
Would've been happy with their flight
To the dark night
Now heaven's turning black
If it's plan must be to hack
At the needy Jills and Jacks
How am I supposed tell you
This is just birthing pains
Lord give me something to do
Cause it's that that I can't say
Help our lives to see
What you work in this
We can only see dimly
From this hellish abyss
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Bullfrogs (2009)
03:20
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Bullfrogs croak neath the big bur oak
A mouse scratches under the leaves
Fireflies flare neath the darkening air
To make a beautiful candlelit evening
But instead of being lost
in my own backyard
It's LOST on TV that I'm seein
I'm tired of being stuck with the same old line
That I've got to much work to do
Let's get out all this muck and enjoy the ride
Before we can find an excuse
In the plane's glass pane the world shrinks away
Through the sea of clouds we rise
The sunlight melts through the patchwork quilts
Of snow ether skies
But instead of being lost
in my own backyard
It's LOST on TV that I'm seein
I'm tired of being stuck with the same old line
That I've got to much work to do
Let's get out all this muck and enjoy the ride
Before we can find an excuse
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7. |
Guessing Game (2010)
02:47
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Let's play a guessing game my friend
Just try and guess me if you can
For if you're bored to tears
Or need a cleaning of your bolts and gears,
I'm your man!
Though a man I may not be
Upon my back mankind is built
And from my mouth mankind does fall
Personify me as you will
I'm a projection of you all
I have a head of long blonde hair
My smile can glitter like the sun
I keep my workers through the day
Until, one night, their love is won
I am a universal solvent
I am what's borrowed, bought, and lent
I am what's sold but never spent
I am what's sold but never spent
Let's play a guessing game my friend
Just try and guess me if you can
For if you're bored to tears
Or need a cleaning of your bolts and gears,
I'm your man!
Though a man I may not be
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I don't know why you'd follow
A hurt and hollow frame
Do you have no shame?
But nonetheless, I'll try to repress
This churning inside my chest
Your smile brings no relief
To my dreams
To my angry love songs
Stop playing me
Please give me the strength
To yell at you
The next time I see you
So I won't keep writing
Angry love songs about you
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Jonathan Harms Minneapolis, Minnesota
Guitarist/tinkerer based out of Minneapolis
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