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- can't get enough of your blues
- 100
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Until
We Fly
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There's a little of the setting sun in everyone Whether it's the slow march of time or the sudden crack of a cold gun There's a little asking why in every cry Until we fly. Let go, body and soul The sun is gonna shine forever when you go There's a shadow of a skeleton in everyone Whether it's the slow swell of pain or the final crash of a heart's drum There's a little of goodbye in every sigh Until we fly Let go, body and soul The sun is gonna shine forever Music by Scott Words & melody by Amy © 1999 Scott & Amy Faris. All rights reserved.
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Every time I look around I see my reflection in the glass Bombs exploding in the distance you hear Making potholes in the grass My heart is weary and no one sees when I walk through the door How can you treat me with such greased-up ease Feels like nails on the floor I am poor in my riches now, I'm sad in my joy, I'm bound in my freedom I walk around oblivious to the scene never looking to the street My crown is golden and can't you see The true reason you stare at me I am poor in my riches now, I'm sad in my joy, I'm bound in my freedom Can you see the fire in me The coals touch my lips, singe my fingers Oh I love you with a pure heart Music by Shane & meltdown morning. Words by Stephen & Amy. Melody by Stephen © 2003 meltdown morning. All rights reserved.
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Silver lining on the clouds above Moon is shining rays of blood The beast is moving, we're stuck in the mud Man is hungry, keep marchin' on In and out, day to day My soul bleeds on the curb In and out, it's all the same The monster feeds on your hurt The skin is peelin' into dust My voice is prayin' until I hush My mind is cringin' at the sound My feet are scrapin' on the ground We start to scream and some will cry Some will break their fists on the sky No room to breathe, don't even try Throw up your hands In and out, day to day The smell is getting on my nerves In and out, it's all the same Break my chains to this earth Music by Shane & meltdown morning. Words & melody by Stephen. © 2003 meltdown morning. All rights reserved.
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It's never smooth sailin' for people like me. I'll always be the one whose net comes back empty. I get the sinking feeling I'm lost at sea. I've missed the lifeboat, and I'm goin' down. I thought my soul had found safe harbor in you, Thought I'd discovered an island of truth. But lovin' you is painting a sinking ship. It may be beautiful, but it's goin' down. I wanna go down, I wanna go down, I wanna go down. I shot the albatross that made you stay. I'm screamin' for a lifeline, drowning in your wake. Lovin' you is painting a sinking ship. Baby, it was beautiful, but it's goin' down, said it's goin' down. Water, water everywhere and not a drop to drink Words & music by Amy and Scott Faris © 1999 Scott & Amy Faris. All rights reserved.
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When you are happy, I am happy When you are laughin', I am too. When you are cryin', I'll be cryin' 'Cause I just can't get enough of your blues When you are dancin', I'll be dancin' When you are singin', I am too But when you're lonely, I'll be lonely 'Cause I just can't get enough of your blues Don't matter how low you go, I just can't say no, oh When you are smilin', I am smilin' When you are flyin', I am too But when you're down and out I will be down, down, down 'Cause I just can't get enough of your blues Your blues, gimme your blues, Gimme just a little more blues Music by Scott & Amy Words & melody by Amy © 1999 Amy Faris. All rights reserved.
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You keep talking about believing in Something more than the pleasure of sin And wanting someone to edit the truth To override your will and make it easy for you You want a 200-proof god, Clear as ever but far as Heaven Want a 200-proof god To pull you through the pain, Don't wake you in the mornin' You keep fighting with buying into A grace that does not depend on you Feeding your fear by repeating the past Proving God is there by bringing down His wrath You want a 200-proof god, Clear as ever but far as Heaven Want a 200-proof god To pull you through the pain, Don't wake you in the mornin' Don't wake you in the mornin' Love pursues you every waking moment Gonna strike your demons down Yeah you could be consumed before you even know it You could drown Words & music by Amy © 1999 Amy Faris. All rights reserved.
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"What is your name?" he said, "and can I have your number?" She drove home and danced around the house. After he called her, there was never any question - They were going off to Paris someday. He played his green guitar, and she wrote him a love song, Tried to feed him dinner every night. He called her beautiful and listened to her story She showed everyone the ring he made In the summer of love The summer of love In the summer of love The summer of love It wasn't hard to see that music was their shelter Even when the money didn't come. They learned to live on dreams and midnight conversations Driving down a dusty Texas road In the summer of love The summer of love In the summer of love The summer of love She looked at magazines and smiled at all the babies Moved a crib into the music room He'd play a lullaby and she would fall asleep Singin' to the child in her arm By Amy Faris © 1998 Amy Faris. All rights reserved.
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Mary, Mary quite contrary How does your garden grow? Solitary sanctuary With your pretty dreams all in a row. Daisy chain of good intentions Overtaken by the thyme Bees buzzin' round, takin' all the sweetness from the passion vine. Mary, Mary visionary You see morning glories blooming in the snow Imaginary revolutionary Your seeds of change get scattered when the wind blows. Daisy chain of good intentions Overtaken by the thyme Bees buzzin' round, takin' all the sweetness from the Passion vine. Mary, Mary ordinary Where did all your flowers go? Necessary mercenary You can't reap what you don't grow. Daisy chain of good intentions Overtaken by the thyme Bees buzzin' round takin' all the sweetness from the passion vine. © 1998 Scott and Amy Faris. All rights reserved.
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How do I love thee, let me count the ways A million, a billion, so many I can't even say How do I love thee, at least a hundred ways One hundred When I met you I was half of me and you were half of you But when we said ÒI doÓ, we made one from two; now you are A hundred sonnets sleeping in my head A hundred fireflies dancing in my bed A hundred reasons to just stay home instead One hundred How do I love thee, let me count the ways A billion, a trillion, so many I can't even say How many kisses I'll give you every day One hundred Now what we have together ain't a dime-store novel rendezvous But I still count the hours Ôtil the time I can show you: A hundred sonnets sleeping in my head A hundred fireflies dancing in my bed A hundred reasons to just stay home instead One hundred One hundred Music by Scott Words by Scott & Amy © 1999 Scott & Amy Faris. All rights reserved.
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Set me aside, take me away Leaving only Your face Make what I do and what I say Pieces of Your grace Take me away and stay Spirit stay Free my mind and free my soul Free this temple stone by stone Tear me down and as I go Come and make Your home Take me away and stay Spirit stay If there is love within me, it's You If there is fire within me, it's You If there is beauty in me, it's You And You are all I want Stay Set me aside, take me away Leaving only Your face Make what I do and what I say Pieces of Your grace Take me away And stay Spirit Stay Spirit Stay By Amy Faris © 1999 Amy Faris. All rights reserved.
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Glamorize, appetize Tantalize, mesmerize Fantasize, magnetize I just wanna look at you Dehumanize, animalize Desensitize, compromise Demoralize, paralyze I don't wanna look at you A picture's worth a thousand words that I can't seem to say My DNA gets in the way Electrify my eyes Electrify my eyes Electrify Minimize, legitimize Rationalize, ritualize Habitualize, traumatize I'm not gonna look © 1998 Scott and Amy Faris. All rights reserved.
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