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James, and the Hum
04:27
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If you’re well informed then can you tell me what it’s for?
That chip that’s on your shoulder,
It gets larger when it gets colder,
If you’re thinking’s clear, then could you say why you’re so lonely,
The kids are in your corner,
But you get harder as you get older,
James you sit alone as your life,
is lived out for you,
You’re not trying anymore to give away that you might gain,
I may not be here when you come around
And the sadness in thinking that you never will
could plague me till death do us part and some still
But I’ll choose to believe that grace may compel your heart,
If you’re feeling numb then can you tell me where it comes from,
The passion in your fingers,
On the steel strings doesn’t change things
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2. |
Oh, To See A Picture
03:16
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V1:
Oh to see a picture of when we were together …
I was your cap and you were my feather
And now we live together but everything was better in those days
Couldn’t put a finger on the fights and why they linger on
And all we do is point and shout and never seem to figure out
Why the hell we’re yelling and what it is we’re so angry about
CHORUS:
Blame it on family history but can we break the chain
Cuz doll I love you so and I’d never dream of breaking your heart
But I do it every day
V2:
Oh to see a picture of when the stormy weather
Passes overhead by the grace and the glimmer
Of every ounce of pride in my bones being thrown to the wayside
Shouldn’t really figure that the fuse will get much bigger
Odds are up against us ever getting better
But I believe in love that is greater than the sum of the two of us
BRIDGE:
I thought we wouldn’t fall victim to this
I’m glad we’re holding on to more than a kiss
You wait and see we’ll make it through yet
I’d never cash in on our love no matter the threat
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3. |
Boots and Boulevards
03:46
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I need the pulse of the city when my feet hit
Before the beating of my own heart makes any sense and I
I don’t know why but I need to hear…
The sound of joggers in the park when the sun sets
The voice of beggars in the dark when the only things I see
Are those in front of me
A dream is but a dream until it has faces
And talk is rather cheap in the absence of spaces
Love is foul and unrefined when all it is is felt inside
So tighten up your laces because people live in places
I need the face of desperation at its wit’s end
Before the apathy of my life can seem to me so clear
I don’t know why but I need to hear…
The sound of selling over salad in the district
The muted ballad of a seventh story stereo I see
From 32nd street
When I’m alone I always find a tired defense
For how my life is well defined and making a difference
but do the lives of those I know tell it the same way
‘cause what I reap from what I sew is awfully intangible
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4. |
All I Know
05:04
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What if we all, as parts of a whole,
Discovered the beauty of together at last,
What if the song that’s been sung all along,
Turned out to be the melody in us,
All I know is we weren’t meant to go it alone,
And all I know is behind closed doors,
The story beckons us all,
What if we all, in deepest of dreams,
Are painting in shades that fit a color scheme,
Tattered at best, like an old Sunday dress,
Hanging alone in the attic and...
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