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She never thought that she would settle down,
She’s the queen of the chandelier.
Lost it all to a guilty call,
Prayed aloud so the sun could hear.
She walked Fiona down the avenue,
My brother took one step too far.
A quiet moment for a quick review.
Never wanted to work so hard.
She was set in stone by a shop display
Lost in thoughts that broke her day
The kids all pull on her torn pant leg
She had to let ‘em beg
Long enough,
Lazarus
Shake it off
Get on up
It’s outta sight
When she surrendered to a broken mind,
She called a cab on a passing day
A picture tender is a subtle find,
She needs a promise for the path she paved.
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2. |
Hold On Son (Live)
03:05
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I know you're down because the heather is brown
But the trout are right about to bring the grizzlies 'round.
If there's a Donner left in Denver, I'll bless your trip
But a calmer man than I would never let you slip.
Hold on son, hold on son
Don't you think that you're the only one
Hold on son, hold on son
Folding now makes you look the colder one
Your mama wrote to me before she passed
She'd plead for me to lead you on a tighter path
And I know that I been drinking like a gutter fish,
But what kind of a dick would nick his mom's last wish.
Chorus
I know that most I'll do is slow your flow
'Cause you can't each a trout where or how to go
Just promise me you'll make your mama proud
And pay your dad a visit when the heather is loud
Chorus
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Oh! Honey (Live)
03:54
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I got dues to pay by Monday.
I got Blues for when my mind aches,
But my scratches all scatter the ground,
And I can’t help think of the town,
Where we might be living.
There’s a fine I should be paying.
I don’t mind; I’m just delaying.
But if I had a second to spare,
And a big ol’ breath of air,
I would find you, sit and stare,
And say, “I miss you”
Oh honey, keep your mind on where your foot falls,
It only skips a dip in the same river twice.
Now honey, keep your mind on where your head falls.
I see you set your sights on your own self tonight.
I have days I forget to shower,
Setting graves out by the flowers,
‘Cause I chase myself down rabbit holes,
Set apart from solid gold,
And going on gets to getting old,
Bagged and sold in a town,
Where I might find you.
Chorus
Chorus
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4. |
Franklin's Tower (Live)
04:51
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In another times forgotten space
Your eyes looked from your mother's face
Wallflower seed on the sand and stone
May the four winds blow you safely home.
Roll away the dew
Roll away the dew
Roll away the dew
Roll away the dew
I'll tell you where the four winds dwell
In Franklin's tower there hangs a bell
It can ring, turn night to day
It can ring like fire when you loose your way.
Roll away the dew
Roll away the dew
Roll away the dew
Roll away the dew
God save the child that rings that bell
It may have one good ring, baby, you can't tell
One watch by night, one watch by day
If you get confused listen to the music play.
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Loose excuses,
I haven’t schooled you since Birdland boarded up.
How flies the small time?
Out on the corner mashing mangoes for a dime.
The silent type?
It’s alright.
It’s quite alright.
Beauty queen huh?
A tempered timepiece in the jewel box,
Come February,
I guess that sash won’t have friends to bury.
Too in sight?
No appetite?
That’s quite alright.
You look a new Cruella,
Right hook, when I tell ya,
One look is all it takes to tease a troubled mind.
You took the road as a neighbor,
And saw a crook as a savior,
Shook off the crushing cross of being mine,
But never, never said why it had died.
Woah Margaux! What keeps us feeling so lonely?
Woah Margaux! Why trade our mornings for the moonlight?
Woah! I’m feeling so lonely.
And oh Margaux, why trade our mornings for the moonlight?
Nothing’s right.
Nothing’s quite right.
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My love, could you hold up
For a minute or two
It seems all of my skipping
Has untied my shoe
But the moment these laces
Find themselves in embraces
I'll catch up to you
My dear, just a second
My legs are sore
They feel like they'll fall apart
If pushed one mile more
But if you're still marching
All the way to the shore then
I'll be seeing you real soon
Darling, my sweet
You bring only clear skies
No clouds watch you go
The sun tears up my eyes
Your's is the only shadow
I can see for miles
But it's not something I can hold
Wontcha hold me
Dontcha go
My baby's flown
She can't hold me
Her head has grown
She's on her own
Sometimes I get nervous
Sometimes my smile's fake
But with you there's something new
That makes my boots shake
But all that I had to offer was less than
You wanted to take
So I'll just leave you this note
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They say everything can be replaced
They say every distance is not near
So I remember every face
Of every man who put me here
I see my light come shinin'
From the west down to the east
Any day now, any day now
I shall be released
They say every man needs protection
They say that every man must fall
Yet I swear I see my reflection
Somewhere so high above this wall
I see my light come shinin'
From the west down to the east
Any day now, any day now
I shall be released
Now yonder stands a man in this lonely crowd
A man who swears he's not to blame
All day long I hear him shouting so loud
Just crying out that he was framed
I see my light come shinin'
From the west down to the east
Any day now, any day now
I shall be released
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The Ripples Washington, D.C.
Founded in 2013, The Ripples are a post-modern band that takes influence from 60s pop music, but doesn’t shy away from dipping their feet in the blues. They love playing covers and jams to excite a bar crowd and generate a great late-night pulse, but their main passion is working with their original music until all the grooves and changes sound just right. ... more
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