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I wanna be in an American band
See the bright lights shining from the back of the van
And we’ll keep on rolling just as long as we can, all right, all right
Another picture to remember you by
Cause it all goes down in the blink of an eye
So you can keep on sleeping in the passenger side, I’ll drive, I’ll drive
Ooh daydream, Ooh save me
Dreaming with eyes wide open
I don’t know where I’m going
I’ll just put my soul in, then tear it wide open
Here’s to the art of hoping
Wish it was you I was holding
I’ll just put my toes in
Will we ever see the ocean?
I want a piece of that American dream
But without selling out, if you know what I mean
And I wrote a great part for the tambourine, all right, all right
We’ll pick it up when the sun goes down
And we’ll keep on rolling till the next small town
But we won’t stop for gas till the light comes on, bone dry, it’s bone dry?
Ooh daydream, Ooh save me
Dreaming with eyes wide open
I don’t know where I’m going
I’ll just put my soul in, then tear it wide open
Here’s to the art of hoping
Wish it was you I was holding
I’ll just put my toes in
Will we ever see the ocean?
Ocean (fall in love again)
Ocean (fall in love again)
Ocean (fall in love again)
(oh maybe)
See the ocean
I wanna see the ocean
Tell my baby I’m coming back home instead
I don’t feel good
I want my own sweet, own sweet, bed
I don’t feel so good no more
Roll the window down and turn it around
I don’t wanna see the next town
I don’t wanna see the next town
I don’t wanna see the next town
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2. |
Reason Why
03:37
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I’m watching the clouds move on
You’re the reason why, you’re the reason why
I knew they couldn’t stay long
You’re the reason why, you’re the reason why
I know where my roses will lay
Under the covers and over the grave
Oh well, sometimes all I can do is complain
But it doesn’t matter, it’s always the same
What a shame
Ooh I just can’t do a thing about it
I know I shouldn’t dream about it
You’ve got me holding on
Got me holding on
Got me holding on
Dadadoo dadeeda dum
Holding on
I’m watching the birds go by
You’re the reason why, you’re the reason why
And they’ve never flown so high
You’re the reason why, you’re the reason why
I’ve heard about fire and wrath
Ashes to ashes or something like that
Oh well, it’s a matter of what you can get
It’s one thing to shatter, another to mend
I’m a mess
Ooh I just can’t do a thing about it
I know I shouldn’t dream about it
You’ve got me holding on
Got me holding on
Got me holding on
Got me holding on
Got me holding on
Dadadoo dadeeda dum
Holding on
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Happy All the Time
03:15
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I got a friend, she won’t compromise
When I look down into those bedroom eyes
I can’t help but see the worst in me
And then I roll onto my side
We just need to make a getaway
So we build ourselves a brand new jail
Now I’m inside with nothing left to say
Every word just seems to fail
Don’t make plans it’s already raining
I got a bed we could stay in
I’m gonna bet we could make some sunshine
Don’t say that you wanted me only
Everybody gets lonely
Who would want to be happy all the time?
I got a friend, she’s good company
Runs a blade across my naked body
She says I could use a lobotomy
Lose the part that wants to try
We’re in a race that we’ll never win
And one day I know we’ll cross that line
Then we’ll talk about what could’ve been
Before we all run out of time
Don’t make plans it’s already raining
I got a bed we could stay in
I’m gonna bet we could make some sunshine
Don’t say that you wanted me only
Everybody gets lonely
Who would want to be happy all the time?
Don’t make plans it’s already raining
I got a bed we could stay in
I’m gonna bet we could make some sunshine
Don’t say that you wanted me only
Everybody gets lonely
Who would want to be happy all the time?
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Nothing Really Changes
02:37
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New tomorrow, old surprises
Wake up slowly hypnotized
By all the voices I’m abiding
I can’t tell which one’s lying
Believe me when I say to you I’m pulling through
But it might take a while
Down the road one headlight blind
You reached right over by my side
And crossed over the broken line
Between the heart and the mind
Of all the roads we had to travel fast upon
I sometimes wish that wasn’t one
They say nothing really changes time just rearranges all
I guess this life is just a game and I’m just realizing it now
I hope to grow as old as mine
In a homemade home, in homemade time
With a homemade lover in my bed
A homemade hand to hold my head
I don’t want to go to sleep tonight
I feel like staying up late instead
I wake up slowly word by word
A silent prayer, a wounded bird
A nurses wing across my breast
An albatross around my neck
Of every thought that passes through
I’m glad for now it’s you that I’ve been thinking of
They say nothing really changes time just rearranges all
I guess this life is just a game and I’m just realizing it now
I bet the current underwater won’t drag me any farther down
But just for show, reel me back in slowly, I’m hanging from a thread right now
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Grand Marquis
04:03
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You were there, it was late
Don’t remember where, guess it was a date
Some details fade, some break
Some stay with you, all through the day
Talked about nothing; you and me
Driving around in your mom’s grand marquis
With nowhere to go to; still, doesn’t matter
Every word is sacred, every word a shelter
A hand on the drive home, Your head on my shoulder
The windows were low, your dress was billowing
Over and over the line where summer ends
A siren sped past in warmth and in violence
Summer air thundering turned into silence
The windshield a shimmering blue
And I touched you the way that you wanted me to
And you touched me the way only lovers do
A kiss, pulled over, gathered in silence
Summer had folded a blossom inside us
A finger runs down your spine
A colour of twilight one shade more divine
Shone through the window like water
Reflecting a picture no longer of something in view
Two hands searching out the least of our mysteries
Love is a spring, teasing apart the first little opening
A zipper dividing one tooth at a time
Scaling the recess between yours and mine
The hair on your forearm afield
Light through the crown of a dandelion seed
Confess in the moment you’re least bound to know it
The hem on your dress now flagrantly showing anew
And you touched me the way that I wanted you to
And I touched you the way only lovers do
The car was the altar and I’m a believer
Time is a razor-blade cut through a dreamer
Sometimes I feel split in two
The way only lovers do
Like true lovers do
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Jenny
03:38
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Heard your band playing on the radio, man how ya been?
Funny everybody’s gotta leave just to come back again
Fake tan, weather man, says we’re getting more of this heat
Catchy little tune, ya I saw her last June at the beach. Yeah?
This life is just so funny, baby don’t laugh
I heard that Jenny’s moving back, yeah
I keep my fantasies all on the inside
I fear my heart is beating on the outside
Face down, hung around, Jenny used to be so shy
When she met her boyfriend, she couldn’t look him straight in the eye
Hey man, second hand, I heard her life was falling apart
Her boyfriend had a habit but he hid it real well at the start
This life is just so funny, baby don’t laugh
I can’t believe she’s coming back
I keep my fantasies all on the inside
I fear my heart is beating on the outside
I see a mansion gleaming on the hillside
I close my eyes and dream of Jenny inside
This life is just so funny, baby don’t laugh
I heard that Jenny’s moving back, yeah
I keep my fantasies all on the inside
I fear my heart is beating on the outside
I see a mansion gleaming on the hillside
I close my eyes and dream of Jenny inside
Jenny in my mind
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7. |
Goodbye Florida
02:35
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No one promised you a life worth living
It’s a matter of taking what you’re given
And hoping that the rest will fall in line
When I got the news I started packing
Me and my brother on the early flight
Hoping to get down there just in time
Hello Florida, hello dad
I know I’m not the last one living
But that’s how it feels in the beginning
Like everybody else has gone away
And now I don’t know what I’m doing
Like it or not, life’s resuming
And everybody goes about their day
Goodbye Florida, goodbye dad
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8. |
Anyone Out There
03:02
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I think you must be mistaken
This heart holds nothing worth breaking
You did the best you could, you dried out baby’s breath
Still hanging down from my ceiling
Tonight the road
Falling under endless snow
I hear the calm of otherwise empty streetlights hum
Is anyone anyone anyone
Is anyone anyone out there at all?
I guess I must have been dreaming
I thought I saw you one evening
She had a face like yours, even had your name
An apparition deceiving
Tonight the road
Falling under endless snow
I hear the calm of otherwise empty streetlights hum
Is anyone anyone anyone
Is anyone anyone anyone
Is anyone anyone anyone
Is anyone anyone out there at all?
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Underneath This
04:24
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I watch you in the morning
Getting ready from the bed
All your little movements slowly rolling round my head
If I can’t beat this
If I can’t release this
If I can’t defeat this
don’t be mad
I’m writing you a message
I’m conjuring every sound
I’ll whisper you a song to sing when no-one’s around
But if I can’t beat this
If I can’t release this
If there’s nothing underneath this
Don’t be sad
I can feel the sunlight creeping
Like a spider on a ledge
I pretend to keep on sleeping but it’s too late for that
Like a spinning wheel
Through a flickering light
You apologize for waking me up, I say that’s alright
If I can’t beat this
If I can’t release this
If I can’t defeat this
Don’t be mad
If I can’t unleash this
If I can’t repeat this
If there’s nothing underneath this
Don’t be sad
Sometimes I feel like I’m stealing
I feel just like a thief
Every minute I’m receiving, every second I take is one more I can’t keep
If I can’t beat this
If I can’t release this
If I cannot defeat this
Don’t be mad
If I can’t unleash this
If I can’t repeat this
If there’s nothing underneath this
Don’t be sad
No don’t be sad
Don’t be sad
Don’t be sad
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10. |
Say Goodnight
03:08
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I had a dream an awful dream
You were lying next to me
But I was caught in a rushing stream
You held my hand from the bank
I had a nice time, I had a nice time
That’s what you said when you let me go
Then I drifted off far below
And I closed my eyes
Alarm goes off at six o’clock
To fall asleep was hard enough
If you see that dog that’s barking tell him off
Even if he never changes
Have a nice day, have a nice day
Though I wish that you could stay
I gotta get up anyway
There’s always so much to be done
If you work to fill your life with goals
You line them up like dominos
Then you try your best
To keep the wind from blowing
Sometimes you run if you gotta run
Make a break for that setting sun
I’m still hoping there’s another one
Coming up behind me
If you worry about time enough
Watch the clock as it catches up
If I fall asleep without dreaming much
Isn’t that just like dying?
So say goodnight, say goodnight
Every time you turn out the light
And just remember you had it right
When you fell in love
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Slow Leaves Winnipeg, Manitoba
Grant Davidson, known professionally as Slow Leaves, is a Canadian singer, songwriter, and musician. His music could exist as comfortably in the ‘70s as it does in today’s age of curated images and hollow soundbites, when vulnerability can be seen as defiance and sincerity as radical. ... more
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