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Every day when I awake
I'm weighed down by my heavy mind,
and I swear I'm being strangled by
the very sheets upon my bed.
I don't know what I've been looking for,
but I know I haven't found it here.
I hate this place, this city life just moves to fast for me.
Oh, that coast is looking mighty fine today.
Oh, that coast is looking mighty fine today.
Now listen close, my love, I've got a crazy idea.
My feet got to walk, my feet got to walk away,
but they don't want to walk all alone,
so baby won't you please tag along?
I got 20 bucks and half a tank of gas.
I don't know how far that's going to take us,
but I think that we should find out.
We'll pack up a bag and throw it in the trunk,
turn up some tunes and roll those windows down,
hit the gas and drive on down the road.
And where that road'll lead God only knows.
I know it can't be any worse than here.
At the very least we'll have a tale to tell.
If we don't go right now we're going to see
that this is such a terrible idea.
We'll lose our nerve and be stuck here once again.
So please stop looking like your so concerned.
I don't know what's going to happen either,
but we're going to have a good time finding out.
So grab your shoes and put them on your feet.
We haven't got a second we can lose.
It's time to blow this town.
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On the Floor
05:03
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I found myself on the floor.
I haven't woken up down here in some time.
And just before I opened up my eyes,
I saw you stepping out the door.
So, Julie, since it's still just 3:00 AM I'll try to sleep again,
but I know I won't.
Because I can't keep these skeletons
trapped in my closet at bay.
They scratch and they claw, keeping me up all night.
Isn't it unfortunate
that love require I coincidence of wants?
And I guess it's not my fault
that feelings sometimes fade.
So, Julie, I'll leave the door unlocked
in case you change your mind,
and I hope you will.
Because I can't keep these skeletons
trapped in my closet at bay.
They scratch and they claw, keeping me up all night.
They never seemed so mad when you were around,
or anyone else was.
They'd calm down and let me get some rest.
So, Julie, the door's unlocked.
Won't you put my fears to bed?
Don't worry. I don't expect you to.
I don't expect you to.
Don't worry...I don't expect you to.
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3 Dreams
05:28
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I heard your voice through the voice of
a singer you love so much.
I felt your passion through the passion of
a song you love so much.
If only my song was as touching,
If only my words were as moving,
then maybe you'd be in my arms.
I felt your lips through the lips of your
favorite bottle.
I tasted your kiss through the bite of your
favorite wine.
If only my song was as touching,
If only my words were as moving,
then maybe you'd be in my arms.
I may not be a poet,
I may be no musician,
but I'll still keep trying
so maybe one day you'll be in my arms.
I hope one day you hear my song
along with my trivial words.
As the record spins on
you lie on your couch
and hear in my voice
the love I could never convey.
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In the Long Run
04:48
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Darling, I'm heading out tonight.
But, don't worry. I'll be sure to turn out every light.
Don't expect me in the morning.
You're better than everything I could possibly ever struggle to be.
You're better than me.
And it's not something that I want to do,
but I know that it'll be best for you
in the long run.
Darling, I'm slipping out the back tonight.
I wanted so to wake you up to kiss you one last time,
but I could never ruin your dreams.
That's why I've chosen to leave.
I'm sorry that I didn't leave a note to say goodbye,
but it's easiest if I go slipping out the back tonight.
And it's not something that I want to do,
but I know that it'll be best for you
in the long run.
I'm keeping you from all the things you'll become,
and you can't contest.
Well, you may hate me, but someday you'll see
it was all for the best
in the long run.
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Blake Farha Berlin, Germany
Blake Farha is a native Texan singer/songwriter who has been playing and writing music for over 17
years.
Fueled by his transience, Blake’s vocal driven tunes are reflections of wanderlust, that ever elusive search for self, and the people he meets along the way.
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