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Stars Of Longing
03:11
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Stars Of Longing
(Andrew Combs, Joe Henry)
Chunk of Coal Publishing (SESAC) / Cool Hand Music (ASCAP)
Stars of longing
Bright and haunting
Keep me wanting just a little bit more
I often wonder
If the hunger
Is just to find what I was put here for
Whichever way that the wild wind blows
All I’ve learned is really all I know
There’s only love
Only love
I’ve been a seeker
A true believer
That grace is never so easily won
Then it hit me
Somehow it lifts me
We made our God and we made His son
Whichever way that the wild wind blows
All I’ve learned is really all I know
There’s only love
Only love
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2. |
Ideal Man
03:46
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Ideal Man
(Andrew Combs)
Chunk of Coal Publishing (SESAC)
I hunger to be the hunter
Killing with ease
No conscience to see the difference
In beauty and beast
Steady finger on the trigger
Flesh in sight
I hunger to be the hunter
With blood in his eyes
With blood in his eyes
I envy the drunken poet
In a fitful of rage
Mind pried wide open
His heart on the page
Wasted on the fury
Of wisdom and wine
I envy the drunken poet
With blood in his eyes
With blood in his eyes
I’m just a stranger
Waiting my turn
To be somebody
That’s what they told me
If you could only
Be somebody
Tell me if I can
Would I be your ideal man?
I covet the coyote
Flashing his teeth
One mission, one motto
A mouth full of meat
Come hell or high-water
Begging or bite
I covet the coyote
With blood in his eyes
With blood in his eyes
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3. |
Like A Feather
03:48
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Like A Feather
(Andrew Combs)
Tunes of R and T Direct (SESAC) / Chunk of Coal Publishing (SESAC)
Nothing puts my mind more at ease
Than watching the wind bend through the tops of the trees
Nothing sets my heart more ablaze
Than to lay beneath this willow, and be a pillow for you babe
Can we stay like this forever?
Together, waltzing across the ground
Floating like a feather
May we never come down
Something in this feeling flying free
If Heaven is a place today, we caught it in the breeze
Falling for the future, and falling fast
If this loving wants to linger, let’s let this loving last
Can we stay like this forever?
Together, waltzing across the ground
Floating like a feather
May we never come down
I say it, because I mean it
I say it, because I must
I say it, because I mean it
I say it, because I must
Can we stay like this forever?
Together, waltzing across the ground
Floating like a feather
May we never come down
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4. |
Save Somebody Else
03:11
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Save Somebody Else
(Andrew Combs, Jeff Trott)
Chunk of Coal Publishing (SESAC) / Mortal and Pestle / Ole Music Publishing ASCAP)
Chitter chatter in the morning
Static in the afternoon
The radio is on and humming
An apocalyptic tune
I can see the fires burning
Over off the western slope
At least somebody’s out there trying
Squawking on a megaphone
If you want to save yourself
If you want to save yourself
If you want to save yourself
Save somebody, save somebody else
The masquerade is finally over
Now you’re down to one last chance
What’s the use in taking cover
Grab a hand for one last dance
A hand for one last dance
If you want to save yourself
If you want to save yourself
If you want to save yourself
Save somebody, save somebody else
Stars, they shine on their own
Stars, they shine even when they’re gone
If you want to save yourself
If you want to save yourself
If you want to save yourself
Save somebody, save somebody else
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5. |
Hide And Seek
03:30
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Hide And Seek
(Andrew Combs, Dylan LeBlanc)
Chunk of Coal Publishing (SESAC) / Good Daisy Music (ASCAP)
What’s the use in putting head before heart?
If you want it, go and get it
I lose my touch if I think too hard
So baby don’t sweat it
Out of your skin and into the atmosphere
No surprises, no smoke and mirrors
Let me make it very clear
If you want it, come and take it
I’m not a fool or trying to play the part
It’s yours and you can break it
In this game of hide and seek of the heart
You hide
I seek
To find
So come down, won’t you come my way
How else can I show it
High and haughty’s not a hiding place
I want you and you know it
Out of your skin and into my atmosphere
No more wrongs if right is oh so near
Let me make it clear
If you want it, come and take it
I’m not a fool or trying to play the part
It’s yours and you can break it
In this game of hide and seek of the heart
You hide
I seek
To find
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6. |
Dry Eyes
03:28
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Dry Eyes
(Andrew Combs, Burton Collins)
Chunk of Coal Publishing (SESAC) / Burton B. Collins Publishing (SESAC)
Your pretty lies, they still blind me
Keep me dreaming of the sunshine
Your witchy ways, they still find me
Casting spells inside my mind
Oh, you’re crawling in my head
I still feel your body in my bed
Dry eyes
Dry eyes
Dry eyes
You left your tears there at the altar
You never cared enough to tell me why
I should’ve known when I heard you falter
You said I do when you should’ve said goodbye
Oh, I hate that you don’t even know
Where all the broken people go
Dry eyes
Dry eyes
Dry eyes
I curse the colors that surround me
Nothing but shades of blue
I pray that gravity may ground me
And crush all these memories of you
Dry eyes
Dry eyes
Dry eyes
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7. |
Firestarter
03:49
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Firestarter
(Andrew Combs)
Tunes of R and T Direct / Chunk of Coal Publishing (SESAC)
You said, come to me, I’ll show you roses
Come to me, I’ll take good care of you
Firestarter, you let me down
No such roses to be found
Talking trash and talking cheap
Shrug it off, I’ll have one more drink
Firestarter, I’m going home
I hate to leave you all alone
But I don’t want to burn
I don’t want to burn
I don’t want to burn out
I don’t want to burn
I don’t want to burn
I don’t want to burn out
Like you
You, you, you
Like you
So, what’s the means, tell me what’s the truth
You live by a lie and you’ll die by it too
We lost you a long time ago
The fires came and they swallowed you whole
But I don’t want to burn
I don’t want to burn
I don’t want to burn out
I don’t want to burn
I don’t want to burn
I don’t want to burn out
Like you
You, you, you
Like you
Red is the color of your busted lip
Your busted kiss
Your busted shit
Oh, I don’t want to burn
I don’t want to burn
I don’t want to burn out
I don’t want to burn
I don’t want to burn
I don’t want to burn out
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8. |
Shipwreck Man
02:21
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Shipwreck Man
(Andrew Combs, Kenny Childers)
Tunes of R and T Direct / Chunk of Coal Publishing (SESAC) / Broadripple Nightclubs Music (ASCAP)
The mirror in the hall's given up the ghost
But it’s never been my mind that I miss the most
The stars dress the wind and they’re in my clothes
Am I gone for good?
Shipwreck man with a shaky hand
No anchor to the world, no sight of dry land
Shipwreck man, falling out of view
Once I saw the future, now the future don’t last
How can you move forward if you can’t look back
The mirror in the hall is broken and black
Am I gone for good?
Shipwreck man with a shaky hand
No anchor to the world, no sight of dry land
Shipwreck man, falling out of view
Shipwreck man with a shaky hand
No anchor to the world, no sight of dry land
Shipwreck man, falling out of view
Tell me, am I gone
Tell me, am I gone
Tell me, am I gone for good?
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9. |
Born Without A Clue
04:04
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Born Without A Clue
(Andrew Combs)
Tunes of R and T Direct / Chunk of Coal Publishing (SESAC)
Plastic vision for a plastic man
Thought I held the world in my plastic hands
Dumbed down and easy to please
Painting pictures of who I thought I should be
High and dry, forever my state
Hey, what’s the price of inspiration today
Cut the ties, if you want to come down
Stuck in a circle, going round and round and round
Born without a clue
We were born just for something to do
Born without a clue
It’s up to me and it’s up to you
Nobody cares for your sorrow and strife
They’re trained to love what they’re trained to like
You can tell it all by how they eat
Do they chew the fat or get straight down to the meat
Born without a clue
We were born just for something to do
Born without a clue
It’s up to me and it’s up to you
Strange moon, like a disease
Strange light, bending its knees
Strange times, finding their step
Strange world, getting stranger yet
Born without a clue
We were born just for something to do
Born without a clue
It’s up to me and it’s up to you
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10. |
The Stone
03:18
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The Stone
(Andrew Combs)
Chunk of Coal Publishing (SESAC)
I’m fine, I’m fine
That’s what I tell myself all the time
All the time, I'm inside my head
I’ll learn, I’ll learn
That’s what I tell myself when I get burned
When I get burned, I just turn to lead
That’s the stone that blocks the way
Hides the light, darkens the day
That’s the stone I have to break alone
I’m fine, I’m fine
That’s what I tell myself all the time
All the time, I'm inside my head
That’s the stone that blocks the way
Hides the light, and darkens the day
That’s the stone I have to break alone
That’s the stone that blocks the way
Hides my heart, and darkens the day
That’s the stone I have to break alone
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11. |
Golden
04:09
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Golden
(Andrew Combs)
Chunk of Coal Publishing (SESAC)
Golden, golden, child of mine
A touch of green, feathers fine
Rare is the notion, sweet is the potion
Bird of youth, teach her to fly
One foot in front of the other, that’s right
She might slip, but she’s reaching for the light
Golden, golden, blue eyed girl
Your momma’s touch in a wild world
I’m taking note of what’s taking place
She’s learning how to shine each and every day
One foot in front of the other
I’ll be right here, if there’s too much ground to cover
And the leaves fall all around her
And the trees tower above her
With wisdom in their stare
And flowers in her hair
Always golden
One foot in front of the other, that’s right
She might slip, but she’s reaching for the light
And the leaves fall all around her
And the trees tower above her
With wisdom in their stare
And flowers in her hair
Always golden
Forever golden
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