1. |
Sense of Time
04:17
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Take down the burgundy curtain
lets start a fire
You know you oughta be working
you got one part truth
and fifteen thousand parts desire
Call attention everybody, it is my turn
It's not my birthday party
but if you don't blow those candles out
I swear this house is gonna burn
Somebody get a cup of ice
somebody call a cab
I gotta get her something nice
so I don't feel so bad
You play you're part honey
I'll play mine
The way you look at me funny
I think you're a dime
Countdown till your hearts on the line
I've got infinite hands
and no sense of time
This house my decadent words
and I was a liar
and now it's pouring out the window
and it rains and it rains and it rains and it rains
I envision everybody
and you discern
hon it gets messy at a party
if you don't blow those candles out
I swear this house is gonna burn
You play you're part honey
I'll play mine
The way you look at me funny
I think you're a dime
Countdown till your hearts on the line
I've got infinite hands
and no sense of time
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2. |
Kid on a Bike
03:22
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We opened this cabinet, we emptied it out
We broke a bad habit, we laid it all down
My favorite notebook
My favorite pen
Your ready set go kick
Lets do it again
I am shimmering red and gold like confetti
Someone's glistening hey let's go are you ready
You look like the view from my autumn hike
Where the color and the light shine through
and I feel the wind like I did back when
I was just a kid on a bike
It better be open, you borrowed my clothes
And I was not joking, so where did you go?
You gave me that quick glance
I gave you my name
You're doing that trick dance
stop playing that game
I am shimmering red and gold like confetti
Someone's glistening hey let's go are you ready
You look like the view from my autumn hike
Where the color and the light shine through
and I feel the wind like I did back when
I was just a kid on a bike
I am shimmering red and gold like confetti
Someone's glistening hey let's go are you ready
You look like the view from my autumn hike
Where the color and the light shine through
and I feel the wind like I did back when
I was just a kid on a bike
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3. |
Eventually Memories
04:21
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I've been thinking about days that've passed through time
Sitting on that porch inside of my mind
You back the car into the tree
Man those days passed innocently
It's ok, it's eventually a memory
Pull out the drive without starting the car
man we're not going very far
It's me and my baby outside on the lawn
We'll both be drunk before very long
The crowd tonight is 500 strong
and everything I say is wrong
It's ok, it's eventually a memory
If you're gonna write another Brian Wilson song
you better make sure everyone can sing along
Big league dreaming outside in the yard
I was chasing the trucks down Francis Lewis Blvd
counting steps down to the creek
until I get called into eat
In the mirror there's two of me
my favorite show is on tv
it's about as good as it can be
but soon it will be time to leave
it's ok, it's eventually a memory
it feels like we've been here before
it's like going around the block just to get next door
it feels like we've been here before
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4. |
Honest Wife
04:44
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Your eyes are staring in a dim way
you know the boys have got your back
what were you wearing here last Wednesday
everyone saw you look at that
If you free your soul
do you even know
you are solid
solid back
you are solid
solid black
and I walk in wearing a halo
you're something married to that
quick run in daring to day glow
baby I got a decent map
are you an honest wife?
cause my car's out back
are you an honest wife?
cause I'm solid
solid black
How bout a new straight forward answer
old rules are crumbling on the air
you're out with one face forward dancer
kneel down and pray and take this dare
If you free your soul
do you even know
you are solid
solid back
you are solid
solid black
and I walk in wearing a halo
you're something married to that
quick run in daring to day glow
baby I got a decent map
are you an honest wife?
cause my car's out back
are you an honest wife?
cause I'm solid
solid black
You are solid
solid black
and I'm solid
solid black
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Bells and Hunters Washington, D.C.
Formed in 2008 by Kelly Ann Beavers and Keith Fischer over a mutual love of creativity, song writing, and Jeff Buckley. Bells and Hunters has written dozens of songs and their eclectic sound contains elements of acoustic folk, garage rock, and spacey spookiness behind Kelly's soulful vocals. The band released their second album "Weddings and Funerals" on March 12, 2013. ... more
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