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Thanksgiving
03:42
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I'll make it short and sweet,
you were stubborn just like me.
That's why I've walked these miles to see
you right beneath my feet.
I've got a bone to pick.
Why'd you get so sick?
You were supposed to be strong.
You were supposed to hold on.
Now, it's been four years,
and you're still not here.
Some days I don't do well with change,
especially today.
I wish for a second
I had your hand to hold.
'Cause I'm trying to act strong
and this act's getting old.
But, we're all doing well.
It didn't go straight to hell.
Though, sometimes I think it might,
but we're like you, we know how to fight.
And your grand kids are big
I didn't think it'd be like this.
They all act just like you,
They're whips through and through.
I wish for a second
I had your hand to hold.
'Cause I'm trying to act strong
and this act's getting old.
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2. |
Remove The Stone
02:34
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3. |
Lazarus
03:28
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Lazarus risen I walk from my grave.
I try to thank you, but you walk away.
"Find your purpose", is all that you say.
There's no good reason why I should stay.
Wanderin', searchin', to begin again.
Wind up as always in this den of sin.
Hopin' this whiskey might wash you away.
I could drown my sorrow, but your memory still would stay.
Your name's still in my notebook today
I cannot rip that memory away
The sun has risen, it's a brand new day
There's no good reason why I should stay
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4. |
Sideshow
05:06
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Sittin' at the bar, beer in hand,
as you come up to me slurring about your ex man.
If I was him, I would've left you too.
I don't want to know.
I don't even think I can.
I don't want to know
No I don't want to know.
Your mouth keeps moving, but you don't make a sound.
Oh, I don't know.
Complain all you want,
complain all you need,
but I'm not your friend,
not your friend indeed.
You told me once, twice,
third time's not the charm,
but you keep on hanging on my arm.
I don't want to know.
I don't even think I can.
I don't want to know
No I don't want to know.
Your mouth keeps moving, but you don't make a sound.
Whoa
When life gets hard, you sit and think,
and then you drink it all away.
Say, "I'm nothing like my dad."
Your life ain't hard, you just keep making monsters
every single day.
You're not edgy, you're just sad.
Let it go.
I don't want to know.
I don't even think I can.
I don't want to know
No I don't want to know.
Your mouth keeps moving, but you don't make a sound.
When life gets hard, you sit and think,
and then you drink it all away.
Say, "I'm nothing like my dad."
Your life ain't hard, you just keep making monsters
every single day.
You're not edgy, you're just sad.
Let it go.
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5. |
Again
03:29
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With tears running down,
You say I'm Satan again.
Your arm's broken now,
I see the bone through the skin.
I wonder how this could happen again.
Again.
I wouldn't think I'd be Satan again,
but here I stand your entrails in my hands.
You're screaming out for some sort of end.
Again
With a smile on my face
I found you're Satan again.
My eyes gouged out,
I don't know where you've been.
I reach out and wait for the pain.
Again.
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6. |
Limbo
03:08
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We sit and talk for hours
on the back of your car.
I could stay like this for hours more,
but you have to drive so far.
When I get home
your scent linger in the air.
I close my eyes and pretend
that you are really there.
And I wish you could stay,
but I know there's no way.
Mindless drunk
and thinking of you,
and I'm hoping that
you're thinking of me too.
I'm more vunerable
than I'll ever let you know,
but I got my hat on my head,
so you'll never see what's
going on below.
And I wish you could stay,
but I know there's no way.
I'm trying to find
the right words to say,
but I'm horrible at talking,
so my pen will lead the way.
I want to be with you,
and no one else.
So, please just tell me how you feel,
and if you put me on the shelf...
I still wish you would stay,
but I know there's no way.
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7. |
Let It Go
03:33
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My hair's getting grey,
and it's thinning, too.
Is this what getting older
is supposed to do:
Take away the confidence
you never really had.
They say fake it till you make it,
and forget the rest.
But if I'm being honest,
I'm doing my best,
cause lying every day
ain't the way I want to live.
So I let it go.
I got a chip on my shoulder,
and a smirk on my face.
I ain't really keen
about running the race
that everybody else
expects me to run.
I spent twenty-seven years
living someone else's dream
and it took me way too long to see,
but now I'm packing my bags
and headed to another show.
Now I let it go.
Is this the best I can do?
I'll stick around for another month or two,
and I'll let it go.
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8. |
False Prophet
03:50
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The messiah so self-righteous,
you're so proud of yourself
for the knowledge you acquired
from the books on your shelf
you skimmed and scanned,
half-understand
or kind of, sort of know.
But god forbid anyone points out a flaw
for you, they know nothing
and you know it all.
So please step aside, don't run and hide,
While your savior leaves you in awe.
You speak truth and they spread lies.
Point to the dirt and say it's sky, so bright
so, so, so,
So convinced that you're
the one and only light.
Right.
Oh, god, look at you
and how jealous you are.
You haven't done a thing,
but you've come so far.
You're dragging on the coat tails
of your best friend's car.
Please tell me how much
of a success you are.
You speak truth and they spread lies.
Point to the dirt and say it's sky, so bright
so, so, so,
So convinced that you're
the one and only light.
Right.
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9. |
Better Man
07:00
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I'm trying to sleep inside my bed,
but yet I sit inside my head,
trying to force these dreams
that will not come.
So it's another night of listening
to the crickets and the train tracks sing
their songs of longing, love, and of loss.
But how can I relate to bugs and trains,
when I cannot relate to you telling me,
you want the good, the better, the best,
or whatever may come.
You got a better man in this deal,
despite how I do or do not feel.
I'm thinking as I sit and sing,
do I love you or the idea you bring?
Are you a puzzle piece to the problem
that I see?
But you're not a piece
you're a human being,
with thoughts and feelings
and ideas to bring
to this crazy world
that we find ourselves in.
You got a better man in this deal,
despite how I do or do not feel.
Am I too selfish to let this go?
In my head and my heart I know,
it's been two years or more
since I've known your taste.
Now we're different people
with different dreams,
same beautiful eyes,
but different scenes
that you see
when you're looking back at me.
You got a better man in this deal,
despite how I do or do not feel.
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Tom Jolu New York
Bringing together elements of folk sensibilities, thoughtful lyricism and a punk rock attitude, Tom Jolu is the manifestation of singer/songwriter Tom Lewis's diverse talents. Born out of a decade of playing punk rock clubs, dive bars and basements, Tom Jolu builds on the legacy of multi-instrumentalist songwriters, crafting songs that are both simple to sing along with but layered in complexity. ... more
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