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Closer
04:27
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Closer to 50 than I am to 15
Hard to believe all I’ve done and I’ve seen
People I’ve met and the fortune that’s rolled my way
The thing about life is it comes without plans
You spend all your time in an endless dance
It’s all here and now, so live it and love every day
Oh, what have I done?
I’ve tried to catch the sun
It’s been a ride
It’s been good
Closer to 50 than I am to 15
Done so much more than I’d ever dreamed
It’s a wonderful thing, this life we’re given to live
Jingle change in your pocket, put a bounce in your step
Smile at the sunshine, never forget
To breathe every breath, until it’s got no more to give
(And don’t forget to dance)
Closer to 50 than I am to 15
Nearer the end than I’ve ever been
But it doesn’t hang heavy, I’m still living each day
Oh, where’s the life gone?
Used it to catch the sun
It’s given so much
And there’s more left to give
Closer to 50 than I am to 15
Closer to 50 than I am to 15
Rewind it all please
I’ll live it again from the start
I’d do it again from the start
Let‘s do it again from the start
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Beautiful Pretty Happy
03:46
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3. |
In Her Hands
03:07
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Apollo's Sister
05:12
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I sense there’s a knowing
In the yes and it’s showing
But what to do about it, I can’t say
You can create a brighter morning
But in a joy comes a warning
That touching down on new ground is not always the way
Should I turn around and walk away?
It’s disturbing how she reads me
But flattering when she needs me
To listen to her life unfolding without me
Let my ears do the talking
Just watching feels like stalking
But I am locked up on her form and all it could be
Just turn around and walk I say
Take my words
Take my words
Take my words, don’t take my soul
This path that I’m taking
Mans just one heart will be breaking
And I know it will be better just not today
That smile will never leave me
I’ll survive please believe me
I will be better a better man, I think, anyway
Just turn around and face up to today
Please don’t make your eyes shine, that will kill me
Please don’t make your eyes shine, that will kill me
Please don’t make your eyes shine, that will kill me
And I’m not ready to go today
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5. |
Total Control
05:07
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6. |
Seventeen
03:35
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Ugh! She sighed, and with a flourish lit a smoke
So I, paused a minute then I spoke
I had to admit that I could not recall any part of her name
One night, it’s hard to keep the details
A pretty face and then you know what it entails
And now I ponder will it ever be the same - again
Now and then, it strikes me that I’m naïve
A story I myself found hard to believe
But still it seems to have a certain level of undeniability
Too much time pondering life’s meanings away
Lost in myself, it really what that does say
But it’s a feature that shows that I am quite distinctly me
I’m not seventeen anymore
I’ve been around too long
Maybe I’ve got cynical and too tired of games
One night, doesn’t have to mean you’ll stay
One night, then we can go our ways
And live our own lives just the way that we want to do
One night, no need to commit for a time
One night, and then say the leaving line
We can find a compatible way to still be one not two – I know
But the problem is;
One night, brought me to my knees
I’m afflicted by some strange disease
I am all caught up in you, what did you do to me
Can I say, are you free again tonight?
Let’s admit this feels somehow kind of right
Perhaps we could talk a while, me to you, you to me
I’m not seventeen anymore
I’ve been around too long
And I know so much more than I did back then
I’m not seventeen anymore
But I wish I was so we could have the time to make this something
Maybe that would make me young again
Let’s find the time
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Dream
03:22
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What will I dream of now, that I’m holding you?
What will I dream of now, that you’re with me?
What will I dream of now, all the day through?
What will I dream of now, for the rest of eternity?
It’s come to this
Because your kiss
It didn’t miss
Guess I’ll have to dream you up again
What will I dream of now, that I’m holding you?
What will I dream of now, what ever will I do?
It’s come to this
Because your kiss
It filled the list
Guess I’ll have to dream you up again
Oh my darling, you don’t know, the joy you bring
I lie here in the morning sun and listen to my heart as it sings
What ill I dream of now, that you’re with me?
What will I dream of now, for the rest of eternity?
It’s come to this
Because your kiss
It brought me bliss
Guess I’ll have to dream you up again
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I Will
04:56
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If I called you to tell you I’m dying
Would you shout me down and tell me I’m lying
And call me out, in shame?
When the words are leaving my ears
Don’t forget we gave all those years
‘Cause it’s love, we found, by any other name
When you hurt, I’m hurting too
When you’re bleeding, I’m bleeding with you
When the tears well up in your eye
I’m still the one, dear; who’ll see that they’re dry
I will
I’ll find a way to cheat this death
When my screaming has taken my breath
Then your kiss is designed to fill my lungs
In darkness when I won’t be held
You can’t see where I fell
Then this broken down vision, is where it’s begun
When you cry, I’m crying too
When you’re screaming, I’m screaming with you
When the fears well up in your mind
I’ll be the one dear, who’ll show you the sky
I will
There’s something in this life
That tells me we’re alright
It’s not broken; it’s just bruised, so we’ll survive
We’re riding this runaway train
Destination shrouded in rain
Well it’s ok; hold my hand, until we’ve arrived
When you sleep, I’m sleeping too
When you’re dreaming, I’m dreaming with you
When the stars light up your eyes
I’ll be the one dear, who you’ll teach to flly
I will
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Moon
02:39
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Flying, will never be, good enough for her
This dream’s a kite, and she pulls the string
We drift above the clouds
Up here sun, moon, heaven and everything
She will write a story, from which all hope will spring
I’ll probably won’t get the plot
As she saves the world again
And again and again
As we go on, and on and on and on
It’s all she wants, Let’s write the end
Tell it again
Tell it again
Tell it again
Tell it again, Tell it again
Tell it again
Tell it again
Tell it
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Cowboy Style
03:01
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I’ve still got the words but I, forgot the script
Can’t find the order, can’t make them all fit
Is it really so long since you and I locked eyes?
Stop looking at your watch, stop feigning surprise
It was never going to work, this you and me
I didn’t sign a contract, can’t remember promising eternity
Walk your own may, while I saunter down mine
Don’t look for a reason, that won’t make it rhyme
*Break*
You gave me a choice to stay or run a mile
I choose the sunset, and I’m gonna ride it cowboy style
It was never gonna work this you and me
Didn’t sign up for eternity
Didn’t sign up, no, no
I choose the sunset, cowboy style
I’m gonna ride the sunset, cowboy style
I’m gonna ride in to the sunset, cowboy style
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Soul Sister
04:54
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the Bridesmaid Bendigo, Australia
The Bridesmaid started in Perth as the musical project of Keith MacQueen. Based in Bendigo since 2011, the project has evolved into a permanent band with Jim Marshall (bass), Jarrod Hocking (drums) and Anthony Murphy (guitar), delivering a journey through an eclectic mix of styles of music; from jangly guitar pop, through pop-punk and even surf instrumental. ... more
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