1. |
Underneath the Surface
02:13
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Look underneath the surface
There's details coming to light
Look underneath the shadows
As evening turns to night
Life is waiting for you
Life is waiting
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2. |
Oh My Lord
02:12
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Well I'm packing up my bags
And I'm heading out across the open road
I've been trying to see the silver lining
Waiting like a wandering soul
Well I started out as something
But I changed along the way, I know
I'm 300 miles from Denver
I don't think I'll ever make it before dark
When all she sees is Past
And all I see is Future
"Oh my Lord"
She says, Oh my lord
Well I told myself the worst is over
Things are looking up today
I stopped inside a corner store
And I asked the owner for the time
He said, "Son we don't sell that here
You best be moving down the line"
When all she sees is Past
And all I see is Future
"Oh my Lord"
She says, Oh my lord
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3. |
Don't Wake Me
03:08
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Don't wake me up from what I'm dreaming
I think I'd rather stay asleep
I think I see which way you're leaning
I pray the lord my soul to keep
There's all this talk of where we're going
When we don't know just where we are
I bought a one-way ticket 'cross the world to meet my fortune
But all my travels didn't get me far
The taste is on my tongue
I know it won't be long
The sun is sinking, my race is run
Don't wake me now my dream's begun
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4. |
Chill
03:15
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All this talk of bigger things is getting old
Get yourself a chair and watch the show
I remove myself from certain atmospheres
Just to move around in black and white
You can head to any place you want to go
You can be in two places at once
Hit the road Jack, don't come back no more, no more
Grab a seat Jack, you've been traveling for some time
Take your time
Fall in line
Listen up
Get it right
Chill
You gotta let yourself chill
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5. |
3D Glasses
01:25
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Someone is pushing
All the wrong buttons
I swear I see you better with these 3-D glasses
I'm standing on the corner
You're polishing your locket
You light a smoke and wander off to God knows where
It's getting to the time
We're coming to that moment
Where you brush your hair across your face and tell me it's an earthquake
I'm staring at your neck
You're reading out of Hemingway
I swear I see you better with these 3-D glasses on
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