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Long Way Round
04:50
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All the roads we traveled down, all the places we were bound
It’s funny – all of them led here
Some would say and I guess it’s true we took the long way ‘round
And wasted time paying mind to fear
Now I know that you were always near
And shed a tear every time you watched me fall
Though the way ahead never did get clear
I guess we made it after all
Chasing dreams and foolish schemes not knowing what we’d find
Not knowing what we were searching for
The only road that’s yours is one your footsteps leave behind
And who’s to say what you made it for?
Now I know that you were always near
And shed a tear every time you watched me fall
Though the way ahead never did get clear
I guess we made it after all
Worn out boots, scars and truths picked up along the way
The light and the dark we left behind
Things we did and can’t undo, words we can’t unsay
May they teach us to be kind
Now I know that you were always near
And shed a tear every time you watched me fall
Though the way ahead never did get clear
I guess we made it after all
copyright (c) 2005 - Matt Meighan
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Ain't Really There
03:29
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Charlie went out fishing one beautiful day last fall
Something started tugging he knew it wasn't small
He played that bass 'till he fell on the grass then with one big final haul
Pulled in his line only to find a whole lot of nothing at all
It ain't really there at all, it ain't really there at all
Don't hold onto nothing and you could have it all
Kiss the joy as it flies - flies on over that wall
And don't you worry about it, it ain't really there at all
Charlie had a sweetheart she was pretty, long and tall
They'd get tight every Saturday night and he'd take her out to the mall
He was so far gone on her we knew he was headed for a fall
He gave her a kiss and made a wish and she really wasn't there at all
Charlie worked his whole life he never had too much fun
But he had his old age covered by the social security fund
On the day that he retired he gave Washington a call
They said sorry Charlie looks like we spent it all
Life is full of sorrows, life is full of joys
Sometimes the sweetest music sometimes the rudest noise
Time keeps on rolling like that clock up on the wall
Blow out the candles and make a wish - you ain't really there at all
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Don’t hold on to nothing ‘cause nothing ain’t nothing at all
Copyright (c) 2005 Matt Meighan
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Gift from Above
02:32
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These clouds are a gift from above
It’s no shame if they bring you down
If life had no pain we’d be praying for rain
To soften the sun-baked ground
I know you don’t want to cry
No one likes everything grey
But you can’t stop the wind from bringing the rains in
Then blowing those storm clouds away
So let your tears run on down
Makes no sense to push them away
When gravity calls they’re bound to fall
You had best just get out of the way
These clouds are a gift from above
Copyright (c) 2005 Matt Meighan
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4. |
Fall Down
03:57
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5. |
Cross-Eyed Boy
03:16
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Trouble in Mind
02:32
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7. |
No Peace to be Found
08:02
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copyright (c) 2011 Matt Meighan
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8. |
Finding the Edge
04:23
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9. |
Down to the River
02:31
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10. |
Midnight Special
06:18
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