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Being Green
03:10
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I’m new to this mess and yet it feels like home
Objectivity is mine alone
The always has been and just the way it is
Make it so hard to fix this
To voice these opinions is to be pushed aside
And met with resistance from the inside
I’m new to this mess and see what you condone
You can’t really say you’re comfortable
It’s not too late to consider a remedy
But you’d rather sell inefficiency
To voice these opinions is to be pushed aside
And met with resistance from the inside
How long would it take for you to hear what I’ve seen
It’s not that easy being green
I’m new to this mess and the illogical
I’ll start too if I’m not careful
If you can’t listen to those you serve
When they leave it will be what you deserve
To voice these opinions is to be pushed aside
And met with resistance from the inside
How long would it take for you to hear what I’ve seen
It’s not that easy being green
It’s not that easy being green
I’m new to this mess and the illogical
I’ll start too if I’m not careful
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2. |
Anywhere
03:29
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I’m driving home at the perfect time
It’s a deep blue that tricks you
Into thinking it’s not night
No not quite, not quite
Illuminated from the inside
A warm light catches my eye
On a street I don’t recognize
But it wraps me tight, wraps me tight
The rooms in bright yellow
Just get me turned around
On roads that I know
And with the thick air
I can forget where I am
I can be anywhere
I’ll sit at the shore for a short while
The moon’s so full and ripe
I could reach out and take a bite
But then I see something glide
A riverboat on the skyline
Has it always been here
Drifting near from another time
Or will it drift out of sight
The rooms in bright yellow
Just get me turned around
On roads that I know
And with the thick air
I can forget where I am
I can be anywhere
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3. |
Amongst the Green
02:48
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There floats along a whisper in the wood
That’s said to pull strong men from where they stood
The leaning trees, well, they don’t bother me
I walk in search of things that go unseen
Deep within the shade there lies a maze
That’s said to keep you wandering for days
The chilling breeze it doesn’t bother me
I walk in search of anywhere to be
They go expectantly
Hands full without a need
If you must go amongst the green
Go lightly
If you follow a hare into the woods
It’s said she’ll tell you all you want to know
Uncertainty, it doesn’t bother me
I walk in search of distant memory
They go expectantly
Hands full without a need
If you must go amongst the green
Go lightly
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4. |
The End of It
02:33
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A man walks home on a rainy night
And finds his wife by the firelight
He says, “darling, I must confess
This night didn’t go as I would expect
It started out as just a fight
By the end I had taken his life
I come to you with blood on my hands
In hopes that you might have a plan”
It brings me little joy
To discuss what I’ve done
But it brings me even less
to bite my tongue
I see it kills your smile
But for me to lie
I’ll not do that,
For you my love
He can see the anger in her eyes
“You said it would be the last time.
I have no want to run away
It seems we must dig his grave.”
She said, “Bring the shovel and the spade,
I know a spot in a nearby glade
But don’t expect me to shut my mouth
This is one you won’t ever live down.”
It brings me little joy
To discuss what you’ve done
But it brings me even less
to bite my tongue
I see it kills your smile
But for me to lie
I’ll not do that,
For you my love
It brings me little joy
To discuss what we’ve done
But it brings me even less
to bite my tongue
I see it kills your smile
But for me to lie
I’ll not do that,
For you my love
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5. |
Nightingale
03:10
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Ran to you on a bright morning, bright morning
I called your name in a song
I’ve been patiently waiting
Ran to you on a bright morning, bright morning
The lark sang to you as well
Watch my defenses dispel
You gifted hops and barley, and barley
Prudence has proved unkind
For catching and keeping your eye
You gifted hops and barley, and barley
A flowing green chalice was passed
And still you pay me no mind
Met me with arms wide open, wide open
The moon shone fully that night
She smiled, you held me tight
Met me with arms wide open, wide open
The nightingale was told
Love only favors the bold
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