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Purge
01:13
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Write it all down.
Spit it all out.
After all, isn’t that what
these songs are about?
And, who gives a fuck if it’s my sadness?
At least it is honest
and at least I can still feel.
This is my purge.
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Preemptive Strike
03:06
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I’ve been picking up the pieces before they ever fall
and putting them back together.
And then I step back and look at what I’ve done.
You know, nothing lasts forever.
We’ve been together long enough
that there ain’t no mountain high enough
to keep me away from you.
Just a moment for me to muster up
the posture it will take
in these moments so new.
I’m not giving up, merely growing up,
and wise enough to know the difference.
We all know enough to know as much;
it’s all so far from our control.
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The Beginning Is Near
02:36
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Anxiety hangs like lead from my eyes
so I release my broken spirit to wander in the night.
But with certainty you remind me
“This isn’t how our forever will be”.
The beginning is near,
when it all becomes so clear.
We’re unrestricted by our fears
when the beginning is near.
I’m afraid of losing the purpose that’s left in me
so I harbor the belief that some truth could set me free.
In community and equality, peace and love are all of the
answers I need.
The beginning is near.
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I want to watch this day end.
Because, from what I hear,
it’s longest day of the year.
I’m discovering what that means
when you’re not here.
And this ale won’t last all night.
It’s the start of something when the air is sweet
and the fireflies strike like lightning.
I’ll see you soon but it’s some place that isn’t “home”.
Who really cares? We’ll make any place our own!
It never felt so right as when we’re at each other’s side.
I know it’s been said before
but there is merit to this constant pining,
our love runs so deep that there’s no subsiding in this,
our favorite time of the year.
So, don’t let it slip by. It’ll be gone before you know.
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Mend
03:56
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Serendipity, you’ve done it again.
You gave me the words I needed to understand.
Play my song and I’ll sing along with
windows down, you can bet I’m smiling.
A sweet release that brings me back to my feet.
I’ve been too long in the throes of depression.
Anxieties from here to the sea.
I’m sinking fast yet I’ve been spared from drowning.
(Suddenly, a voice deep inside of me reminds me…)
“If you can’t contain it spit it out.
Isn’t that what this is all about?”.
I hear the words echo out in my head,
a reassurance that I’m not alone.
Pen to the page, let’s see what it brings.
Inspiration is my lighthouse home.
No cross for me, no tale I believe.
I take refuge in the beauty all around me
when I’m overwhelmed by the good and the bad.
These songs of hope are all I’ve ever had.
These songs of hope are all I’ve ever had.
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