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Little Heart
03:30
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I've held the hands of men who can't believe they are not dead yet
almost erased the years of sin with simple poetry that i have read
i cannot bring to grip the terror and evil that's inside my head
replay the memory of the people in my life, catalog them in my bed
she said
you've got a little heart, i thought about you all the time.
you've got a little heart, it's time for me to draw the line
I, I, I...
I've done the toiling pain and sweat employers, who promised they could never pay
I've sketched the outlines of the family house and dog I'll have one day.
but the black and white of life relying on statues that we’ve made of clay
she’d lay in my bed everynight staring blankly then she’d turn and she’d say
she’d say
you've got a little heart, i thought about you all the time.
you've got a little heart, it's time for me to draw the line
I, I, I...
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2. |
Good Guy
02:43
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She used to call, whenever it rained, whenever she fell into a bad mood
He would help her see the sun again
Her smile was so bright, she never complained, until she fell into a bad mood
And he would help her to her feet again
But all was right when she was ok; he’d do anything that she would ask
The good guy always finished last
All was right when she was ok; he’d do anything that she would ask
The good guy always finished last
The flowers he sent on Valentine’s Day, touched her more than the last one
She always knew who her rose was from
But the dirt she brought home, and invited to stay, touched her more than the last one
The rose would help her see her sun, her love
All is right when she was ok; he’d do anything that she would ask
The good guy always finished last
All is right when she was ok; he’d do anything that she would ask
The good guy always finished last
The good guy always finished last
The good guy always finished last
The good guy always finished and the asshole never has to ask.
The good guy always finished last
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3. |
See Saw
03:07
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She came around, after he lost his sight
He wished she could have been there all along
He came back down, after she said goodnight
And he knew waiting around would be so wrong
How can I defend, what we could have been If the sun was behind the clouds of blue and gray, covering the day. We see saw
How can I defend, what we could have been If the sun was behind the clouds of blue and gray, covering the day. We see saw
He wanted to play, she didn’t care to be patronized
She knew he had to have a crush on her
So he turned away, because he couldn’t compromise
and he drowned the flame, tequila blamed on her
How can I defend, what we could have been If the sun was behind the clouds of blue and gray, covering the day. We see saw
How can I defend, what we could have been If the sun was behind the clouds of blue and gray, covering the day. We see saw
The see saw. up and down. Out and in. she wants to be friends. not again. see saw.
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I don’t want you to think this is your fault, you couldn’t see me through tranquility falling apart.
I told myself that I could make my way, throw me back down with the pictures I found of yesterday.
There’s no rhyme to the reason that my mind’s make believing and I feel so strange. Lost in the game, no one to blame, I know myself.
And baby believe me, I’ll never leave you, though I’m on my way; Leaving this town. I’ve got to go find the things that I wanted.
I’m not going to get by, reading the words of a past life; oh the future must be killing me.
It must have been last night, the breath of your words in the lamps light. You should have seen the sun today.
This is the test I take and I will not fail, my friends all were made with the dues that I paid; my check is in the mail.
Baby, deceive me, love me and leave me; I won’t be around. Words are just sounds. How can I tell you the things that I wanted?
I’m not going to get by, reading the words of a past life; oh the future must be killing me.
It must have been last night, the breath of your words in the lamps light. You should have seen the sun today.
I’m not going to get by, reading the words of a past life; oh the future must be killing me.
It must have been last night, the breath of your words in the lamps light. You should have seen the sun today.
You should have seen the sun today. You should have seen the sun today.
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5. |
Mystery
02:40
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Sometimes I guess, what’s right or wrong, sometimes I make it up as I go along.
Sometimes I speak, to hear my voice. Sometimes, it’s nice to know that I have a choice.
I’m not going to write, when everything here looks so good, I don’t know if I will ever be coming home again. I’m not going to write, when everything here looks so nice, I don’t know if I will ever be coming home; it’s a mystery.
Colorado rocks, a splendid view. I don’t want to think about what I’m coming home to. The land of lakes, ten thousand plus; and you want me to stop and think about us.
I’m not going to write, when everything here looks so good, I don’t know if I will ever be coming home again. I’m not going to write, when everything here looks so nice, I don’t know if I will ever be coming home; it’s a mystery. It’s a mystery.
It’s a mystery. It’s a mystery
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6. |
Time
02:24
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I told the man that I was leaving, never to return. He said that’s Ok, he alright need me, and in hell I’d burn. It’s alright, it’s OK. I will not work today. I need a little bit more time.
They told me paychecks come after covers, start learning Brown Eyed Girl; can’t represent emotions of others, we live in our own world. It’s alright, it’s OK. I will not play today. I need a little bit more time.
Where do I go? How did I get so far behind? What do I do? I think I’m running out of time.
I want to be a strip club dancer, living my life in sin- just when I thought that I had found the answers; sorry, please try again. It’s alright, it’s OK. I will not dance today. I need a little bit more time. It’s alright, it’s OK. I cannot strip today. I need a little bit more time.
Time
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7. |
Untitled
02:44
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I’ve been here for so long, all my friends are asking me what’s wrong.
I think I’m losing my mind, about to put a friendship on the line, until
I hear her voice. I see her smile. I dig too deep, behind blue eyes. I feel her heart, and I feel her touch. I know what I’ve missed and I know how much.
I drive from state to state, just to find myself back at her place.
I fear the fall again, as she tells me I’m her special friend, until
I hear her voice. I see her smile. I dig too deep, behind blue eyes. I feel her heart, and I feel her touch. I know what I’ve missed and I know how much.
I hear her voice. I see her smile. I dig too deep, behind blue eyes. I feel her heart, and I feel her touch. I know what I’ve missed and I know how much.
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8. |
Thunder
03:07
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You don’t want to be here, when my thoughts come back on me.
Fists of rage and anger all appear in symphony. Don’t get near me.
I can’t stop the rain from falling down, but still I try
I can’t keep my thunder from making sound, so I just smile
You can’t help but love me, because you don’t know who I am.
Colors you just won’t see, in the face of another man. Do you understand?
I can’t stop the rain from falling down, but still I try
I can’t keep my thunder from making sound, so I just smile
I can’t stop this rain from falling down, but still I try
I can’t keep my thunder from making sound, so I just smile
I can’t keep my friends happy all the time. I can’t keep my friends happy all the time. I’m not here to protect yourself from your mind, but still I try.
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Circus Clown
02:55
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A pebble fell from a canyon cleft, horror at its best. A man in an office 800 miles away, had a sharp pain in his chest.
Listen to the radio jumble the head, she’d rather be dead. A bag was lost at the scene of the crime, and I’ve never felt safer in bed.
Talk show circus freak, I’m a circus clown. Talk show, circus freak, I’m a circus clown.
A strip club on a Thursday afternoon, a sinful room; the girls are showing off their bodily pride, and I’m thinking about leaving soon.
Little girl under umbrella to shelter the weather; trying to protect the world from a villainous crime, and someone could help her if his mother would let him.
Talk show circus freak, I’m a circus clown. Talk show, circus freak, I’m a circus clown.
Talk show circus freak, circus clown, look mama mama, look how I’ve been around.
Mama, I’m a circus clown, I’m a circus clown.
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10. |
Tapwater
02:41
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I got water on tap
I got a girlfriend on crack
I got a boyfriend who thinks I’m a fag.
What do you think about that?
I got a doublewide,
A rusty dyna glide.
It’s a fat little super ride.
What do you think about that?
She said goodbye, I said hold on for dear life. This just isn’t right I’ll have a cry on my side. She left me, she left me on my knees; but you wouldn’t leave me.
I’ve got a little sister in pain somewhere, and I’m not there.
I’ve got a heart of gold.
I’ve got paintings and they are all old.
I’ve gold jewelry and a hairy chest.
I’ve got a little dog.
He looks like a sausage log,
And all my friends- well they think I’m a hog.
What do you think about that?
She said goodbye, I said hold on for dear life. This just isn’t right I’ll have a cry on my side. She left me, she left me on my knees; but you wouldn’t leave me.
You wouldn’t leave me
You wouldn’t leave me
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11. |
This Ring
07:32
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Have you met our neighbor, moved into apartment 21?
Should I go and say Hello? See if she is seeing anyone?
So good to finally meet you, feels like I have known you for so long.
My heart has always led me, and my heart has never led me wrong.
We’re going to last forever.
This ring, you wear, take me with you everywhere. Hold my hand, but beware, I can’t let go, I don’t care. This ring. This ring.
The years roll by so quickly, everyday much sweeter than the last.
Our children grow into us, never knowing the troubles we have passed.
We’re going to last forever with
This ring, you wear, take me with you everywhere. Hold my hand, but beware, I can’t let go, I don’t care. This ring. This ring.
They got us on the same hall, said we’re going to be together soon.
Chase just called to tell us, our grandson is going to be a groom.
We’re going to last forever. I told you we’d last forever with
This ring, you wear, take me with you everywhere. Hold my hand, but beware, I can’t let go, I don’t care. This ring. This ring. This ring, you wear, take me with you everywhere. Hold my hand, but beware, I can’t let go. Here’s my heart yours to share, take it with when you’re in despair. I love you more than the day itself, take my life, take my last breath. Our hearts, our soul, our love together we will grow. This ring. This ring.
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12. |
Ode to Gene
07:11
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Took the long way home, down past Jamerson Road; cross the bridge to nowhere and then back.
Train is coming by today, as the children in the front yard play. The old man walks to his grave, determined look as if to say.
I want more. I want more.
Ellenor has training wheels now; she seems to have lost her defeat. I can tell when the winds are blowing hard; I have a hard mind explain them to me.
I want more. I want more.
I won’t change the way you face me, with my instincts every day, and if I had a single clue, I’d change it anyway.
Please take off your shoes; I’m tired of walking these tracks. Same ones I’ve seen for miles, so I guess they’ll just keep bringing me back.
I want more. I want more.
And if everyone still laughs, I know that I will sing. And if everyone still cries, I know that I will sing. And if the man asks you to hold your hands up to the sky and sing to me… you’ll probably hear nothing, just a nickel hit the floor, and the pedestrians crying as I wave and shut the door.
The engine runs outside in the car with the lights on to see the sky turn black. The suns rise in stages, the sky stays the same. I guess it will never turn black, I guess it will never turn black.
And if everyone still laughs, I know that I will sing. And if everyone still cries, I know that I will sing. And if the man asks you to hold your hands up to the sky and sing to me… you’ll probably hear nothing, just a nickel hit the floor, and all my friends are crying as I wave and shut the door.
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Adam Payne Athens, Georgia
Adam Payne is a musician from Athens, Ga. Adam has been playing his songwriter-folk blend music on stages across the Southeast since 1997. He has been cataloging and illustrating his experiences every step of the way. The band always brings a darker and more focused palette to the music, while an acoustic show allows for a little more honesty in the writing. Adam performs acoustic and in dangfly! ... more
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