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Be Brave
01:00
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Sunday
02:02
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I'm the Enforcer
02:27
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If Your Girl Sings Loud
02:08
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Saturday Soldier
02:42
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The Beat of the Box
01:49
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New York Sky
01:12
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All Your Days
02:47
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Oh, My Desperate Soul
02:53
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Beautiful Things
01:54
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The Owl
00:45
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One Time Never Hurts
02:54
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Smile
03:28
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Here’s a little something for a broken tiger
Here’s a little something for the bones inside her
Here’s a little something for an ugly smile
Here’s a little something for a midnight child
Here’s a little something for a four-leaf owner
Here’s a little something for the rock that stoned her
Here’s a little something that I wrote for someone
Here’s a little something that resembles no one
Here’s a little something that the kids can follow
Here’s a little something like a nine-word motto
Here’s a little something you can get for free now
Here’s a little something you can only sing loud
Here’s a little something for an adult angel
Here’s a little something for my twisted fable
Here’s a little something in case I fall over
Here’s a little something in the shape I know her
Here’s a little something for my favorite brother
Here’s a little something for my two-horned lover
Here’s a little something I could never tell you
Here’s a little something so you’ll know I loved you
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If you want to go and tell your story
Let those people know what’s what
I say take your deepest breath and tell that story
Let those people know
If all the world’s a stage, my boy
Then let that curtain go
Tell me, if all you had was one more shot at sharing
Would you let them know?
I think so
In my favorite dreams
I’m known for flying over rock and foam
As if I ‘d known how to do it every moment
I just forgot my own bones
If all the world’s a stage, my boy
Then let that curtain go
Tell me, if all you had was one more shot at knowing
If you could have flown
Want to know?
I think so
If all the world’s a stage, my boy
Then let those people know
If all the world’s a stage, my boy
Then give them a good show
If all the world’s a stage, my boy
Then let that curtain go
Tell me, if all you had was one more shot at shining
Would you share your glow?
I think so
I hope so
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In my final days
Give me something that I can remember
In my final days
Draw me closer and ask:
Did I ever see something that couldn’t be touched by words?
Touch something that couldn’t be seen not ever?
If I had my way there’d be too much for me to remember
I wake every day
Take a moment to “God bless” my motion
I wake every day
Clench a fist and keep it as an option
Who knows what’s in store for me, I might say
Who knows if I’ll ever see the Indian Ocean
I’ll just keep an atlas on hand in case
I should ever find that it’s my destined location
In my final days
Give me something that I can remember
In my final days
Draw me closer and ask:
Did I ever lose myself in moments I can’t explain?
Find myself believing in invisible order?
Close my eyes and follow a pretty voice
Wake up with my feet wet in the Indian Ocean?
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Someone’s in my heart
Attica, Attica
Someone’s in the dark
Attica, Attica
I don’t know if I will find someone I can love
But there’s someone in my heart
Attica
Someone’s in my sleep
Attica, Attica
Someone cannot speak
Attica, Attica
I don’t know if I will find someone I can love
But there’s someone in my sleep
Attica
I may well be wrong
The night might not be wrong
But if it is
I’ll pray for…
Someone take my hand
Attica, Attica
Someone give me breath
Attica, Attica
I don’t know if I will find someone I can love
But there’s so much you could have
Attica
Someone’s in my heart
Attica, Attica
Someone’s in the dark
Attica, Attica
I don’t know if I will find someone I can love
But there’s someone in my heart
Attica
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Here’s the story
Best one I know
‘Bout the girl with umbilical lows
“Cause if you can’t hear the story then you can’t understand
And if you can’t quite believe it then you must take my hand
And if you can’t keep the rhythm then you can’t meet the band
And then you can’t do nothin’
Every day I’d hear her and groan
Lose my mind til I hung up the phone
‘Cause if you can’t keep from screaming then you can’t understand
And if you can’t stop your dreaming then you don’t need my hand
And if you can’t the rhythm then you can’t join my band
And then you can’t do nothin’
Every moment
Hesitation
Draws me closer to the thing that makes me die
Every heartbeat
Devastation
Every blink of every eye
I sigh
Here’s the story
Best one I know
‘Bout the girl with umbilical lows
‘Cause if I can’t tell the story then you can’t understand
And if I can’t make you shiver with the touch of my hand
And if you can’t keep the rhythm then you can’t meet the band
And then you can’t do nothin’
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Open your eyes
Young man, you’ve fallen
I ask you now did you once fly?
Over some time
Your eyes have closed and you’ve lost those thoughts
That once gave flight
Open your eyes
Young man, you’ve fallen
A thousand moments you’ve let by
Over some time your touch grew foreign
Your friends and loved ones know not why
Over and over your pain grows bolder
Over and over your song gets older
Open your eyes
Young man, you’ve fallen
I tell you now you did once fly
The sun may shine
Your days may be bright
But all is dark behind closed eyes
Over and over your pain grows bolder
Over and over your song gets older
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Jordan (Bonus Track)
02:35
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Jordan
I never met you
But you met me
You met my heart
You met my song
Somehow our lives grew bigger
They kept on growing till they touched
Until this song
Now I can see
I’ve always known you
The things you wrote to me are truths greater than time
The apathy you see around you
Is everything I want to crush
So crush with me
But 70 degree weather
And well-worn shoes make both of our souls sing
Jordan
I never met you
But you met me
You met my heart
You met my song
You say you have a weakness
But knowing that you’re weak is proof that you are strong
And nobody that’s ever breathed life on this Earth
Can claim perfection
But in truth, is anything on Earth more perfect
Than love of family, love of friends, and love of song?
So, while you’re singing in your car
I’ll be singing just as hard
We’re separated by the stars
But close enough to share our hearts
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The world is old
But the love I have is older
Because my heart
Was born from a love much stronger
Time has no reach
My first day on Earth
I am sure that I knew I was blessed
To be born with you at my side
What a life
I close my eyes
And I realize you are with me
The world is large
But not large enough to keep me
Far from love's reach
The dreams that I have
They were shaped by
The force of your faith
Faith that gave me hope
Hope that I could reach higher than sky
I was born this lucky, always
What a life
The world's large but
It can't keep me
All the love I have is what you gave me
The world spins but
It can't move me
All the love I have is what you gave me
Oh restless lungs
You were built to breathe, believe me
Oh, love is air
And my heart beats 'cause it's in me
The world is old
But the love I have is older
Because my heart
Was born from a love much stronger
I close my eyes
And I realize you are with me
The world is large
But not large enough to keep me
Far from love's reach
Time has no reach
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The people on my street think I’m strange
I avoid their eyes and check my range
Don’t ever get close
Don’t try to change my glorious quiet
My glorious shame
I’ve no cause for anger
I’ve no sense of pain
I forget the beauty inherent in change
I cry to forget
I cry out of shame
I love to be loving
Yet can’t ‘cause I’d change
So instead I’ll revel in ruts that I dig
A mental revulsion that sticks and pricks
And always results in nightly pangs
I swear that I’m better
Remember the words that you hear when you’re young
They hold you, and lull you, and care for your love
If only these moments could ring in your ears
If only you’d hold them and treasure and care
But hush, little baby
Don’t say a word
Clean up your tears and cradle my words
And when you get older, don’t be afraid
Always keep words of love close to your name
And cherish your life
A precious a gift
A priceless reminder of all that you sing
When notes and smiles lose their fun
Remember to treasure
Remember you’re young
You’re young
The people on my street think I’m strange
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