1. |
I Rely On Everything
03:15
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[Verse 1]
Why the need to disappear?
Why the urge to run away?
I hear the wind inside my ears.
I can’t escape the feeling—
[Chorus]
That I rely on everything.
I rely on everything.
I rely on everything.
I rely on everything.
[Verse 2]
I hear a faint sound distantly.
Could be somebody whispering.
Grab your gun it is history.
Could be something to capture.
[Chorus]
‘Cause I rely on everything.
I rely on everything.
I rely on everything.
I rely on everything.
[Verse 3]
Subtle ripples through my head.
Little triggers cue me in.
Fingers fidget, my blood is thin.
I’ve gotta send a message.
I’ve gotta send a message.
I’ve gotta send a message.
I’ve gotta send a message.
I’ve gotta send a message.
[Chorus]
That I rely on everything.
I rely on everything.
I rely on everything.
I rely on everything.
I rely on everything.
I rely on everything.
I rely on everything.
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2. |
Where's My Tie?
04:17
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[Verse 1]
2 in the morning: the ceiling speaks to me.
3 in the morning: the shadow in the corner has eyes.
4 in the morning: I might as well turn off the alarm clock.
5 in the morning: It’s time to pretend I’m alive.
[Verse 2]
Where is my tie? They say there’s cameras everywhere.
What do I say? I don’t know. You haven’t told me.
Where do I hide? Come on, there are no trees anywhere.
How do I survive when everyone’s living off me?
I can’t see!
I can't see!
I can’t see!
I can't see!
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3. |
Maybe
05:16
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[Verse]
I seek my own, yet I find nothing.
I search for gold, still I find nothing.
I feed my tongue, still I find nothing.
I’m not alone. So stubbornly I’m hiding.
[Bridge]
Maybe there’s something else besides me.
Maybe something else is there.
Maybe the stubborn fool is dying.
Maybe I have been prepared.
Maybe there’s something else besides me.
Maybe something else is there.
Maybe the stubborn fool is dying.
Maybe I have been prepared.
[Finale]
The path has been laid,
and the light is lit.
All that’s left to do is walk in it.
The path has been laid,
and the light is lit.
All that’s left to do is walk in it.
The path has been laid—
The light has been lit—
All that’s left to do is walk in it.
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4. |
What Will Be Will Be
04:10
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[Verse 1]
God please speak to me—
I’m having trouble listening.
I’ve spent my life searching to find there’s nothing missing.
God please speak to me—
I can almost hear you whispering.
Hear this broken voice cry out from a heart that’s resisting.
[Chorus]
What will be will be.
What will be will be.
“You’ll find no welcome here,” said your future to your fear.
What will be will be.
What will be will be.
“You’ll find no welcome here,” said your future to your fear.
[Verse 2]
There’s no welcome here for me,
just this gathering of trees and fallen leaves.
There’s no marching band for me,
just the single drunken man stumbling through the street.
There’s no carnival for me,
just the howling of the dogs as the city sleeps.
There’s no welcome here for me—
[Chorus]
But, what will be will be.
What will be will be.
“You’ll find no welcome here,” said your future to your fear.
What will be will be.
What will be will be.
“You’ll find no welcome here,” said your future to your fear.
[Bridge]
What will be, will be, will be, it’s easy to see, you and me we’re gone, we’re gone, we’re going. We’re going, going, gone.
What will be, will be, will be, it’s easy to see, you and me we’re gone, we’re gone, we’re going. We’re going, going, gone.
[Chorus]
What will be will be.
What will be will be.
“You’ll find no welcome here,” said your future to your fear.
What will be will be.
What will be will be.
“You’ll find no welcome here,” said your future to your fear.
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5. |
Darling
05:29
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[Verse 1]
Who are we? Who are we, darling?
The air is still in your eyes.
Where are we? Where are we, darling?
‘Cause I cannot see through mine.
Who is it that visits daily to prick me in the side?
Who’s knocking? I’ll answer, darling.
But no one’s coming inside.
[Chorus]
Oh my dar—
Oh my darling—
Oh my darling, darl—
Oh my dar—
Oh my darling—
Oh my darling, darl—
[Verse 2]
It’s an old world, all the same old shale.
We live and we die.
And it’s a cold world. Some say it’s getting warmer.
But it still won’t melt the ice in our minds.
I’m a young gun, yet old as dirt—
story telling all the time.
We’re young fools, but hey, hey, hey, better that,
than being wise in our own eyes.
[Chorus]
Oh my dar—
Oh my darling—
Oh my darling, darl—
Oh my dar—
Oh my darling—
Oh my darling, darl—
[Solo]
[Chorus]
Oh my dar—
Oh my darling—
Oh my darling, darl—
Oh my dar—
Oh my darling—
Oh my darling, darl—
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7. |
Prime Lighting
04:52
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[Verse 1]
If your left hand offends you, don’t cut off mine.
If your right hand has failed you, why even try?
There’s ash and there’s sackcloth at the foot of the shrine.
But the camera was ready and the lighting was prime.
[Verse 2]
I’m not an actor but I do act sometimes
Like an anxious school-grader running out of his mind.
There’s ash and there’s sackcloth at the foot of the shrine.
But the camera was ready and the lighting was prime.
[Verse 3]
I’ve followed instructions right down to a tee.
Now everyone’s happy—everyone but me.
There’s ash and there’s sackcloth at the foot of the shrine.
But the camera was ready and the lighting was prime.
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8. |
Pleasant Dr.
03:08
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Brother Oliver Greenville, South Carolina
Psychedelic folk-rock from Greenville, SC.
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