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Purpling Dawn
02:36
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Purpling dawn
Filtering through
Shredded sheer curtains
Then onto you
The way it cuts through the room
Leaving nowhere
For shadows to remain
We can now share our shame
Tethered and tenderly
Arrested in this dungeon cell
Confusing, ethereal
So immaterial
Pursuing thoughts
Leave you all alone
Waltz through the fog
Dancing through darkness
My palace doors
Open wide
Tethered and tenderly
Arrested in this dungeon cell
Confusing, ethereal
It’s all that I can do
To keep from laughing at myself
When I think of you
Think of you
You
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2. |
Jetlag
03:41
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Staring down a long night
Stuck on a plane without you
I’m headed home, I’m heading home
I can barely hear the silence
Drowned out by the engine hum
Out my window, carryin’ me home
To Birmingham
Through the dark, I’m wide awake
Through my second Cabernet
I left my dreams so far away
Bird in my hand, two in the pot
Longing to hold what I never caught
Chasing the fog that’s burnin off
Sink into my chair and close my eyes
I could never sleep on these things
But when I’m with you, I get real close
Through the dark, I’m wide awake
Through my second Cabernet
I left my dreams back in the bay
Bird in my hand, two in the pot
Longing to hold what I never caught
Chasing the fog that’s burnin off
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I turned the page
Then I wash my hands clean
Today, I learned to
Leave the blue behind
Yeah, that’s where I left it to die
I could have lied
Told myself my hands were tied
That would only lead to
Shoehorned smiles
And nobody wants that
Nobody wants that
Nobody wants that
Nobody wants that
Now I’m counting up
All the ways I’d like to grow
Celebrate the journey
All that led me to you
‘Cause nobody wants that
Nobody wants you
Nobody wants that
Nobody wants you (more than me)
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4. |
Penny
03:20
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I’ve seen it in my dreams
Lush strings and timpani
A satisfaction steady
It’s something undefined
Tougher than turpentine
Softer than new suede
Beyond imagination
My dream is real
Been on my mind
Penny for your thoughts surrendered
Spent all my time
Saving up the sense
There’s beauty in decay
I’m learning more every day
So nice of you to notice
Don’t wrestle for resolve
Just lean right into the dark
It’s getting brighter now
Been on my mind
Penny for your thoughts surrendered
Spent all my time
Saving up the sense to have ya
Coming to life
Serving indulgence unfiltered
Brought into light
Blossoming in spite of myself
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5. |
Heat Lamp
03:22
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Beside myself
Upon your shelf
Inside a jar
Is where I dwell
Come take me down
Unscrew my lid
Dissect my life
Tell me how I did
Holding back
Has only hurt
The safest ear
For my concerns
Knowing that
I’m warming up
Your eyes like a heat lamp
For my heart
Yearning to explore the uncharted
Wrought with demand
For architectural plans
Frame up the walls
Pack up the moving van
Inside my house
All made of glass
I hope you see
I’m learning fast
Holding back
Has only hurt
The safest ear
For my concerns
Knowing that
I’m warming up
Your eyes like a heat lamp
For my heart
Yearning to explore the uncharted
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6. |
Theme from Chay's Palace
01:08
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7. |
Palace Doors
02:53
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Far beyond the Palace doors,
across the provincial patchwork,
unto the shore,
Past the salty sea,
and just a bit further more,
lived a young man named Chay
He lived out his days,
Quite akin to thine,
Sprinkled with pleasures of the sordid kind
A mortal being with a restless mind,
Chay feared most his own reflection
But like any other pond,
Bending light from a purpling dawn,
Ripples doth twist and pervert the most angelic swans
Chay knew this; he was not alone in his quest
So, casting aside his own self doubt
Leaving the candied comforts of home,
The old boy planned his route,
Not knowing how - or when,
It would come about
Chay’s pursuit... was resolute
Surely, he would stumble, as many do
The occasional crawl would be necessary too
Nevertheless, across the grand horizon - cerulean blue,
Awaited fortunes greater than any imagination could detail
Chay could sense that he was close,
he could feel it in his bones
What would await him? Fame, adoration, or precious stones?
By the grace of universal forces unknown,
Our dear boy would soon behold
“What’s this?! From where doth that music play?” he bellowed.
Lush strings, a beautiful arrangement of violin and cello
Pouring out the Palace doors, glowing yellow
Smoothing over the valley floor, landing softly on Chay’s ear
His pace, from a trudge to a fervent run
He galloped through the tall grass, racing a setting sun
Oh, but the splendor that lie ahead, could not be matched by anyone
The bridge lowered as Chay approached
The Palace doors open wide as he draweth nigh
Chay took 3 steps in and couldn’t believe his eyes
He’d seen this place before, had heard the chattering of the same magpies
In a dream, a distant dream, as hazy as the twilight
Chay felt at home again, a peace behind the stone walls
A peace of mind, within his mind, he’d never once recalled
Our dear Chay could finally say, he had the wherewithal
To never stop loving, to always give his all
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8. |
Pacific Inn
04:03
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It’s such a quick drive from Palo Alto
I thought I’d pack up and go
Soak up the day light
And landslide of memories
Down at the boardwalk, Santa Cruz
We’d spent the afternoon
Sipping from paper cups,
Roaming the streets
Take me back to that night
Back to the room
Back to your arms
I got the day to kill, and I got the sun
The kids are all having fun
It’s such a shame
You had to miss out
It’s been too long a day without you here
I wish you’d reappear
I hear the roosters
Callin’ our names
Take me back to that night
Back to the room
Back to your arms
(When I saw you, running towards me in the sand, that’s when I knew...)
Take me back to that night
Back to the room
Back to your arms
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9. |
Purpling Dawn Pt 2
03:45
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I had a dream that I shaved my head
Been so long since the back of my neck
Felt the breeze of my old neighborhood
I climbed up on the roof
Just to see if I could
See if I could, see you from here
I wonder what you’re doing now
Do you sleep easily
Now that you’re on your own
And you sleep without me
Sleep without me, sleep without me
These shifting sands do shape our love
Pouring from two empty cups
This heavy hand of mine did bring
Early closure to splendid things
It’s hard to know I’m doing right by you
Not by your side
I’d like to think I’m wrong, feel the strength in our divide
‘Cause in my dream I felt the warming sun
Gently reminding me of a purpling dawn
Purpling dawn, purpling dawn
These shifting sands do shape our love
Pouring from two empty cups
This heavy hand of mine did bring
Early closure to splendid things
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10. |
Blue Star
02:55
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Blue star,
Gleaming down on the road
Screaming silently
Burning up the night
Way out,
On the Western Freeway
Past the neon glow
Far beyond the known
Guide me through this life
Sit back,
In my old leather seat
Thinking quietly
Of that blue star
Carefully hung
In the sky up above
Shining on my dreams
And everyone I love
Keep them in my life
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11. |
Yoshi
05:07
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I see you every now and then
It fills this spot in my heart, you fit right in
These happy days, you’ve given me
You’re everything the world wishes to see
Lucky me
Sending all my lovin’ angel
Carry it with you on your walks without me
I’ll be waiting, anticipating your loving arms
Yoshi, even though she owns you
We can still be friends
And hang on weekends
Sending all my lovin’ angel
Carry it with you on your walks without me
I’ll be waiting, anticipating your loving arms
Sending all my lovin’ angel
Carry it with you on your walks without me
I’ll be waiting, anticipating your loving arms
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