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Arabella
04:42
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Collaborating dreams
Coalescing from the tales they weave
Give me something to believe
Time to settle up, it's time to leave
Travel away and leave it all behind
Somewhere to prey and to feast upon your sanctimonious find
Leading the way on a colorful parade
Though it was grey when you awoke in this old town
Awaking from your dreams
Realize they're only yours to keep
Now and then you feel at peace
In your film this is your final scene
Take it away
The stage is yours for now
What did they say
Your back was turned not listening to the crowd
Breaking a leg, though the curtains were all down
You're on your way
Just stop and turn around
Don't stop said Arabella in a voice that seemed so sweet and sustained
There's no need to wade through all the shallows if there is no deep end
But you're far from tantalized by this little flash before your eyes
We're all fools except for you
Take it away
The stage is yours for now
What did they say
Your back was turned not listening to the crowd
Breaking a leg though the curtains were all down
You're on your way
Just stop and turn around
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Home
03:39
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We're traveling home
That road to see all the things we left behind
It's leading to you, and all the things we used to do
It's been a while
We used to be good at acting interested
We were alive
The times we laughed the times we cried
Was it all real
Or just a dream maybe
Still made us feel like we used to
Knowing just what to do
Carrying still
All of the weight that we
Thought that we left when we walked into a picture of our youth
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3. |
Nothing Is New
04:19
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Forget Toulouse lautrec
Now we’ve All got robots for that
Hand drawn cigarettes
Disintegrating cardboard silhouettes
Nobody’s singing their own tune
They’re in there friends mood
Remember howling at the moon
Remember blue
Sagittarius how bout you
Or is it too soon
There is no meaning nothings new
Un chien andelou
Forgot your own damn name
Mixed up marionettes on pay day
End is always near
Sandwich boards in antique stores it's a bitch
Forget Copernicus’ war
What was it for
Waiting to wash up on the shore
Waiting for you
Anesthetize your open eyes
Blurry the moon
There is no meaning nothings new
Un chien andelou
If time had eyes
Seeing how it flies
Maybe time would stop for you
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There's Nobody
03:30
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Hey, what were the words that you said that afternoon
June, where was your head when you sat watching your tube
There's nobody, there's nobody, there's nobody watching you
Still up in the night with your thoughts while time watches you
Hey, fight this or fly away far, far to the moon
There's nobody, there's nobody, there's nobody there with you
They're all gone
But you'll still carry on
Nice to get away
Always a way
When you need a hand cus you're so, so far away
There's no hand to find cus this old souls faded away
There's nobody, there's nobody, there's nobody there for you
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5. |
Tides Were Low
04:56
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While the tides were low
You took a chance, you let go
Now you're crying
Now you're crying
Looking back
You don't do that
It's all a joke flying off the tracks
Now you're flying
You're flying
I heard you sing the other day
It doesn't matter but it still stuck
You never said anything
But I was listening
Struck and now you feel like lightning
Fire filling up the cold that made you feel like dying
Now you're dying
You're dying
I heard you sing the other day
It doesn't matter but it still stuck
You never said anything
But I was listening
Struck and now you feel like lightning
Fire filling up the cold that made you feel like dying
Now you're dying
You're dying
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6. |
Wrap Me Like a Dream
02:19
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Yeah you wrap me like a dream
The simple life was always more than it seemed
Yeah you wrap me like a dream
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John Paul Grigsby
John Paul Grigsby is a Denver based musician and film maker. He plays bass with many bands in varying styles. He currently tours and records as the bassist for Gregory Alan Isakov. He's also worked with Otis Taylor, Mandolin Orange, Rise Against and many others. In addition to music, Grigsby has produced, directed and animated many acclaimed short films and music videos. ... more
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