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Flood gate
03:41
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I’m sure I’ll seek my fate
the moment I awake
I fear I’ve got to face it alone
I’ll try not to make it too hard for you
to understand how weak I am
I trust my sense before my glass heart
and I can’t stop
this broken heart curse can only get worse
it just won’t dissipate
until we close the flood gate
Let’s just say I’m scared
to open up myself again
to grief and disappointment
I’ll try not to make it too hard for you
to understand how weak I am
I try my best to let you in
but its not fair when I serve myself first
this broken heart curse can only get worse
it just won’t dissipate
break down the flood gate
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2. |
Tilted halo
03:04
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arms open wide but my halo is tilted
i’ll introduce you to a lover who’s jilted
and passing it on again
because the world works in circles
I’ll hold the line that you crossed
i dont want to stop this feeling
you know the score, you lost
now i dont want to stop
jilted lover, blew my cover
our souls pass right thru each other
i must admit i do expect
to hang love’s noose around my neck someday
I’ll hold the line you crossed
i don’t want to stop this feeling
you know the score, you lost
i dont want to stop
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3. |
The truth
03:50
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Sound off sister
and offer up excuse
are you just wasting breath
while leaning on your words
stop short sister
the things we never learn
are you just standing still
while waiting out your turn
Do we need just one more excuse
to round out the truth
sign off brother
you’re causing me concern
the dialogue is thin
picking fights instead of words
time out brother
you’ve left your comfort zone
you're leading down a path
from which there’s no return
Do we need just one more excuse
to round out the truth
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4. |
Celestial
04:08
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Its written in the skies
If you’d only hold my hand tonight
But somehow there’s fear here I cant explain
I wish it to go away (X2)
Its all right
There’s not a hundred ways to make it be right
When its inside then its all right
When its inside
Is it possible tonight?
Is it possible tonight?
Celestial, is it possible tonight?
Don’t you feel the same as I do?
Don’t you feel the same as I do?
You might feel alone when the sky falls in
But I held it up as long as I could
You might think I don’t care, but I do
You might say I am sick with how happy I am with myself
How happy I am with myself
But its all right
There’s not a hundred ways to make it be right
When its inside then its all
When its inside
Is it possible tonight?
Is it possible tonight?
Celestial, is it possible tonight?
Don’t you feel the same as I do?
Don’t you feel the same as I do?
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5. |
Identity
04:22
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Who are you?
Who are we?
We are but ourselves in guise
Were not innocent and its no surprise
We are empty
We are desperate
We are selfish
So bring out your identity
Bring out your identity
Is this your true face?
Walls were built and fortified
we all stand tall and dignified
while the dark side plots our demise
face to face through faceless lies
We are empty
We are desperate
We are selfish
So bring out your identity
Bring out your identity
Is this your true face?
Walls were built and fortified
To keep you out or me inside
Holding baited breath and rosemary beads
At heaven’s gate wearing angel’s wings
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you offer me a million ways to dream
its just a scheme
you want to see if I am a man of means
but what does this really mean
Its what you are inside that counts
Its what you are inside that counts here
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7. |
Distant place
03:22
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Could it be I’m at heaven at this place?
Could it be so sullen, so sorry?
I am worried, its wicked - an innocence so wretched
To make me believe it, keep me so livid
I keep searching for that distant place
That face of no face, no hope
No amount of dope could save me
From this distant place
Could it be I’m lost and found
Silent and then sound in screams
I’m so high it seems I’m drifting
To that distant place
Living better than tide slipping away
It better than lies, better than love
Better than winds that serve my sail
With wings of mind I sail and I’m drifting
To that distant place
Could it be I’m at heaven at this place?
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8. |
Sucker
04:03
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Always giving, always giving
I could be your enemy
I could be your best friend
there are things not yet explained
will they always be
a bright light behind my eyes
why
why were you wanting
deep, hunt deep
seems as meaningless to you as it does to me
you can run if you like
your experienced at least
and maybe I played the sucker too many times
and maybe I just gave too much
why
why were you wanting
always giving, always giving
maybe I played the sucker too many times
maybe I just gave too much
always giving
always giving
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Wanting
there must be more to this
than my wanting
raked over the coals again
this is something I need to avoid
not hurting
its effortless if you expect less
Love is like a hornet’s sting
without warning
its somehow warming
yet uninvited it ignited something
and what it is I’m just not sure
what it is I’m just not sure
what it is
or what its for
what it is
or what its good for
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10. |
Blue sky backdrop
03:54
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we both had gold painted on
arms open wide to reach someone
she smiled so warm
cause she’s found solace in the sun
with her favourite book and a coloured pen
blue sky backdrop
but deep inside its not so cherry
let’s sit awhile and watch the sunset
blue sky backdrop
I said it straight
I laid it upfront
I told no lies
I’ll wipe your tear if I make you cry
that must win some points
that must win some points
blue sky backdrop
but deep inside its not so cherry
let’s sit awhile and watch the sunset
blue sky backdrop
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11. |
Debacle
04:31
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its big enough for all of us
but still we fight over it
can’t give it up our heads are swollen
maybe ignorance is the new world order
it feels like its coming apart
we got more guns than open arms
borrowed my freedom
stolen my wisdom
I set my sights on something courageous
but was disappointed
we need a change
we’re a stray dog who has lost his way
we need a change
debacle
we got our answer - change
now where do we seek this change
when our minds are closed and our heads are swollen
fists clenched and the guns are loaded
it feels like its coming apart
we got more guns than hands to hold them
borrowed my freedom
stolen my wisdom
I set my sights on something courageous
but was disappointed
we need a change
we are a stray dog who has lost his way
we need a change
debacle
it feels like its coming apart
we got more guns than open arms
we got more guns than hands to hold them
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12. |
Land of the silver birch
02:58
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Land of the silver birch,
Home of the beaver
Where still the mighty moose
Wanders at will
Blue lake and rocky shore
I will return once more
Singing boom diddy-ah da
Boom diddy-ah da, boom
My paddle’s clean and bright, flashing with silver
Follow the wild goose flight
Dip, dip and swing
Dip, dip and swing her back, flashing with silver
Straight as the wild goose flies
Dip, dip and swing
Dip, dip and swing
Dip, dip and swing
High on a rocky ledge
I'll set my wigwam,
or down by the water's edge,
So silent and still
Blue lake and rocky shore
I will return once more
Singing boom diddy-ah da boom
Boom diddy-ah da, boom
My paddle’s clean and bright, flashing with silver
Follow the wild goose flight
Dip, dip and swing
Dip, dip and swing her back, flashing with silver
Straight as the wild goose flies
Dip, dip and swing
Dip, dip and swing
Dip, dip and swing
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13. |
The red underpants
03:26
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the red underpants
lay in the middle of the yard
discarded from the window above
the night before
the red underpants
the black high heel shoe
lay by the side of the road
discarded in the heat of passion or discomfort
sometime before
the red underpants
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14. |
Spinning like a top
03:16
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I had it once before but now its gone
and I’m always reminded how frail it really is
now I know that's no concession to you
but when your searching deep inside what can you do
I’m spinning like a top
I don't know which ways up
I’m spinning like a top
and I dare not say its merely a game
sometimes the best go down to dizziness
sometimes the truest test is pure recklessness
and don't think it cant happen to you
because it just might require that to
I’m spinning like a top
I don't know which ways up
I’m spinning like a top
and I dare not say its merely a game
why are we so willing to put it in our mouths
when we’re so often reminded how bitter tasting life is
well I held it in my hands but that was purely circumstance
cause I know not what I have until its gone
I’m spinning like a top
I don't know which ways up
I’m spinning like a top
and I dare not say its merely a game
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15. |
Repeat performance
03:20
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So, thought it was you
you never learned from your mistakes did you
now what do we do with a sicko like you
what do we do with a sicko like you
how did you pick your victim
did you just have some time to kill
so, somehow I think you knew
the extent of your dement
the demons that ferment inside you
what do we do with a sicko like you
how did you pick your victim
did you just have some time to kill
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16. |
Ordinarily happy
03:36
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Ordinarily happy but something went wrong
someone is poking my spokes out
so my wheels wont turn
I want to smile like everyone else
but everything has changed
Hey I hope you remember
you pushed it away
what once lay before me
now wants away badly
to live without me
and my pure heart can’t figure out
what it was that it did
I want to smile like everyone else
but everything has changed
Hey I hope you remember
you pushed it away
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Arjen Ordeman Surrey, British Columbia
Singer-Songwriter, DIY recording artist, one man ensemble, strummer, plunker, groove maker.
Guitar driven melancholy and contempt; just mood and music...
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