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He's Golden
04:30
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Lay Me down by the sea
Wake me up from my dream
Oh waters rose to my knees
Can't you see, I'm in deep
He's Golden and I'm a silver gleam
He's golden, when you hold him…
Does he think of holding me?
Oh here he comes bringing the wind with him
And once again, I'm too far in
But it's not my turn, and his heart still burns
For you… for you
He's Golden and I'm a silver gleam
He's golden, when you hold him…
Does he think of holding me… of me?
And it's true, that I may not get though
I may not get through to you
And it's true, that we all fall down
We all fall down…
He's Golden and I'm a silver gleam
He's golden, when you hold him…
Does he think of holding me… of me?
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2. |
Can't Keep Up
05:00
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It's one o'clock in the morning
Yet I'm far away from sleep
Outside the rain is softly pouring
Yet it's not enough to comfort me
I grab my phone and then start dialing
The only number that comes to mind
And just before I hang up sulking
I hear your voice stream from the other line
So don't say your sorry
If you think you're right
We've been through this story
Much more than once tonight
But I'm in too deep and I can't keep
I'm in too deep and I can keep… keep up
Oh and you couldn't sound ore charming
Your words flow through me like rose-red wine
And now I'm feeling far less sober
And I forgot why we began to fight
So don't say your sorry
If you think you're right
We've been through this story
Much more than once tonight
But I'm in too deep and I can't keep
I'm in too deep and I can keep… keep up
If I could learn to pay attention just a little more
i could see what your intentions had in store
So don't say your sorry
If you think you're right
We've been through this story
Much more than once tonight
But I'm in too deep and I can't keep
I'm in too deep and I can keep… keep up
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3. |
Digging Graves
03:30
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Watching and waiting
For the sunshine to rise, and show his face
Such a lovely face to always hide
Listen, won't you listen
To the voices trapped in the rain
The fear you're afraid of headache and pain
But who is to blame?
Swim across the ocean
Sun-kissed lotion burns your eyes
Dig your grave a bit deeper
If you leave her, say goodbye
And don't lie, at least not tonight
And who would have thought the fables that taught
You to dream… would be
Rolled up in lies and covered with knives
Forcing beliefs
With skin soft and fair and black curly hair
It's hard to believe
That without a plan or a strong handsome man
She could ever succeed…. but I must believe
Swim across the ocean
Sun-kissed lotion burns your eyes
Dig your grave a bit deeper
If you leave her, say goodbye
And don't lie, at least not tonight
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4. |
Slowly Tumbling
04:48
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Your love is an illusion that haunts me when I sleep
It was swallowed by an ocean and then plunged 20,000 leagues…
From my reach… my reach
You avoid human emotions like you'd escape from swarming bees
You'd race from the commotion 'til your hands were an arm's length…
From my reach… my reach
We're slowly tumbling, then in an instant
Your heart is torn and tossed and twisted
We're slowly tumbling, then in an instant
You pull me close, then you push for distance
You run on empty promises, and fill them up with lies
You'd dangle my last thread of hope if it'd keep you just outside
Of my reach… my reach
We're slowly tumbling, then in an instant
Your heart is torn and tossed and twisted
We're slowly tumbling, then in an instant
You pull me close, then you push for distance
And I'll never understand
I'll never understand
I'll never understand
But I don't suppose I am
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5. |
Move On
05:04
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From the corner of your room
My voice keeps calling out to you
It echoes inside this empty tomb
I'll try to speak up, but I've assumed
Your memory became
A silent and colorless arcade
But when the silence finally fades
Your voice won't be here, I'm afraid
And my problem is… I can't move on
Yeah my problem is… I can't move on
I took our picture from its frame
And tossed it inside the fire place
And with a smile forced on my face
I'll try to forget your warm embrace
Your memory became
The aftermath of a masquerade
Covered in shine and masks of suede
Forever I'll fall for this charade
And my problem is… I can't move on
Yeah my problem is… I can't move on
Your memory became
Part of an afterthought, I'd say
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6. |
Tree Song
05:40
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He's just like a tree with no limbs, motionless down to the stem
Though the wind may blow or the earth may quake
Nothing can stand in his way
But I'm more like paper-mache, I'm weightless and easily swayed
I'm not built to last when he powerful grasp
Pulls on what's already frayed
And he'll bend and he'll twist till I break
He'll pull till I'm stretched out of shape
And just when I thought he was done, pinning me under his thumb
He made me believe he was going to leave
But sat back and rolled up his sleeves
And he'll bend and he'll twist till I break
He'll pull till I'm stretched out of shape
And after he picked me apart, I thought he'd be willing to start
Letting me in underneath his thick skin
But still he refuses to bend
And he'll bend and he'll twist till I break
He'll pull till I'm stretched out of shape
His resistance to bend for my sake, is repetitious, a rotation of chains
But unlike lead I bend out of shape, and he'll bend while he twists
Till I'm stretched out of shape…
And he'll bend and he'll twist till I break
He'll pull till I'm stretched out of shape
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7. |
Disappointed
04:53
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Sometimes I wonder what he's doing now
Has he finally moved on or breaking back down
Sometimes I wonder what he thinks of me
Cause sometimes I find myself wishing that he…
Was not disappointed
Knowing when he'd wake up, I'd be missing
Well, if he's disappointed
He can find me, or go back to sleep
Sometimes I reckon he wants to believe
It wasn't his fault, and I walked out with ease
And sometimes I reckon I should've fallen apart
Cause sometimes I find myself wishing his heart...
Was not disappointed
Knowing when he'd wake up, I'd be missing
Well, if he's disappointed
He can find me, or go back to sleep
Go back to sleep
Go back to sleep
And can you believe, he'd pretend he's asleep
So I wouldn't know, he's still searching for me
And can you believe, after all that he's done
He likes to remind himself, that I am the one…
Who's not disappointed
Knowing when he wakes up, I'll be missing
Well, if he's disappointed
He can find me, or go back to sleep
Well go back to sleep
Go back to sleep
Well if you're disappointed
You can find me, or go back to sleep
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8. |
Extraordinary Dreams
04:00
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On the way over, in the carriage ride
We hit a bump veiled from the snow
Father was sober, he's canary's dry
But couldn't block that final blow
Oh how many extraordinary dreams we leave behind
From the many loads we carry, we push them far aside
Brother you're older, but your sun won't shine
Like it's a bulb collecting dust
Haven't you told her you weren't satisfied
Why should you eat around the crust?
Oh how many extraordinary dreams we leave behind
From the many loads we carry, we push them far aside
With my eyes closed, I'll stop and count to three
And before you know, I'll be counting sheep
Cause you're not suppose, You're not suppose
You're not suppose to be afraid to dream
Oh how many extraordinary dreams we leave behind
From the many loads we carry, we push them far aside
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Cylia Queen Cincinnati, Ohio
Cylia Queen is part of a rare breed of songwriters whose music is a genuine extension of self. She displays an aged confidence, a sort of feminine power that many young women do not acquire until much later in life. It is from that refreshing strength that Queen extends so effectively into her art and performance on her instruments; her voice and the piano. ... more
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