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Just a Distraction
05:15
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She changed her face, and what did it mean?
The world isn’t always as cold as it seems
My heart isn’t lined up with my dreams
She changed her face, she changed her mind
It made more sense before I left it behind
Did I see clearly or was I blind?
And everything other than you is just a distraction
And I keep telling myself that I can’t fight this attraction
I changed my face, but she didn’t know
She might not have cared, but I pitied her soul
She held me close when I wanted to go
I changed my face, she cried out to me
She’s taking me down like some kind of disease
And being a slave never felt so free
And everything other than you is just a distraction
And I keep telling myself that I can’t fight this attraction
And all that I held was only just a fraction
And everything other than you is just a distraction
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A Hand to Hold
03:08
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Don’t you be so downhearted, my friend. Your days only will keep improving
Caught in a current but it’s not the end. At least the current keeps you moving
Oh! And your happiness will be restored, when your back is turned to today
But your feelings cannot be ignored, and how you want to make them go away but
Through it all, you’ll always have a hand to hold
Don’t you be so downhearted, my friend. I know the place where you are standing
You’re feeling like your back is going to break. Sometimes the world is so demanding.
Oh! And your happiness will be restored, when your back is turned to today
But your feelings cannot be ignored, and how you want to make them go away but
Through it all, you’ll always have a hand to hold and darling
Through it all, you’ll never be a lonely soul, cuz baby
Time will pass and hearts will mend
Cuz this love is real, you don’t have to pretend
And beauty will fade, and so will the thrills
But when your world is shaking, I never will
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The First Week of May
04:44
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The first week of may
Was as cold as the week, the month, the year after she left
It’s been so long, she probably can’t remember
But I still can’t seem to forget
If I had it to do over
I probably wouldn’t start
For a season’s fleeting feeling
I traded half my heart
The first week of may
Reminds me of the times when I didn’t have a care
And nothing’s left unchanged, but I once knew a girl
And she could take me anywhere
If I had it to do over
I probably wouldn’t start
For a season’s fleeting feeling
I traded half my heart
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I drove to Ramona
And what did I hear
The weeping viola
Brought me to tears
I’m headed to Austin
I’m travelling south
The engine is humming
But the melody is drowning it out
My feet hit the tile
I stepped out the door
I walked through the backyard
With Clay for the floor
Tell me miss me
And my clingy ways
Do you still thing I’m crazy?
Are the complications blowing away?
The world is ours, now
Forget the feud
Everything’s plastic
Now that I got you
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