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RedGreenBlue
02:24
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Time out wandering, loving you.
Poison desire for the grand and new.
I meant to be that nomad.
Run down the beast never seen before.
Lay for hours, never see you anymore.
I meant to be that nomad.
I left when you came around
I could not bear the sight or sound.
Spent so long looking 'round
Found you and I slipped on down
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2. |
Dolphin
03:24
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We pass every day in the grass and the dirt.
I'm calling your name from the grass and the dirt.
You're scared to explain the opposing words.
We're at the gate, called in to learn.
Bathing in the sand, a comet's on it's way.
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Quiet Friends
03:25
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Followed no sound to an old den,
found the door unlocked and the windows open.
The den faded away in the dark.
Now when I tell people of it, they laugh and they scoff.
Well, I'll keep quiet, let them find it all on their own.
Your head is a fallen mess.
Breathe from below your chest.
Look straight ahead,
see that fearlessness.
All the disbelieving hands were mine.
All the ballerinas in our play are old.
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Evergreen Hideaway
03:16
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I left to hurrays. Came back the next day to a grayed face.
There was no longing.
I can't explain how it went away.
I will stay in my evergreen hideaway like a stone in clay.
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Aqua is a Great Color
03:45
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Darling, you make men fall down and break.
Can you see how you take it?
Can you see how you keep me sane?
Must have held in too long to your ghost.
How did you know which face came from the Atlantic?
I'd made it my mission to cover.
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Mona, I'll still love you when you're old.
Mona, you've got the longest tails of the shooting starts.
When you came to me I was fooling around, plucking away, you said you're liking the sound.
You followed me, I told you I was a lone.
You made me your home, you said you'd already known.
You're not of your father's hands.
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Silo
04:07
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Hey wall, have you ever shaken a bottle?
Yeah, I've shaken so many bottles.
And the bubbles in the bottle, baby, they're holding on to something.
Ain't we all?
I know I am.
We're holding on to life.
I hope time will find you again.
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8. |
Seeking
02:11
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9. |
Walking Cat
01:48
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You die and live on
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10. |
Rest
02:25
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I was always on the run from all that you had done,
You told me love was your life, and I drove you out of my sight.
If only I had recalled those days when you were my doll.
The young boy inside, he says "end!"
Well at last I've lost my old friend.
Nobody was wrong, time runs.
Time to get on that running son.
I had nowhere to begin explanations of how I'd been.
Too young a child to understand what it takes to be locked in your hands.
If only I had recalled that love that I felt in the Fall.
Roaming through all the unknown, it's a shame now I roam alone,
Nobody was wrong, time runs.
Time to get on that running son.
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Virgins Family Band Carrboro, North Carolina
Formerly known only as VIRGINS and re-birthed as Dad & Dad. Enjoy the tunes and follow our new project Dad & Dad.
dadanddad.bandcamp.com/releases
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