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God Bless
03:50
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It's coming up roses
or pushing up daisies
No I'm never really sure
Through the view of these tinted glasses
Bringing passion to a world where it's removed
I think that I love you
But probably not
I'm so easily confused
By the words that we whisper
In the shadows of the dark.
What does it matter
With your feet on the ground
And your head up in the clouds
I keep pulling on these heart strings
But you keep pulling them back down
To the ground where we first me
And how we've become
So commonly misunderstood
Do my best for the better good.
God bless all of the rest
For I'm damned to repeat this again
God bless the beautiful wreck
And the mess that it has brought it.
I'll get to the point now,
Of the promises made;
The promises never true.
I've been climbing over mountain tops
Just to get right back to you.
The notes that were wasted
On the melodies sang,
The songs that never were,
But I'd do anything to get right back to her.
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Hold the Phone
Miss the Call
I've been mixing up these signals
And Making up new faults
For peace of mind
Such a cliché line
But aurora in the atmospher
Is messing with my utmost fears
Of Home
Never felt so alone
But I'll be sure to hit the highway
When I learn to find the road
Breakdown in the middle of the country
Can you count the stars?
I know you that you never really loved me
But I never thought we'd take it this far.
Place a bet
Against the house.
Show off your hand
Lay it down face out.
Those judging eyes,
monarchs despise.
They've been looking straight through us
And they know every single lie.
Break down in the middle of the country
Can you count the stars?
I know that you never really love me,
But I never thought we'd take it this far.
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3. |
One Light
03:45
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Hi this is me
And I'm moving on
Let me get my bags packed
I won't keep you long
Cry out for me
I'll be changing my name
Let me get my things packed
I won't keep you late
Here lie the things
That you wish to forget
All of the past mistakes
You've learned to regret
Falling apart
Just to cling to the seams
All of the troubles
Your broken dreams bring
This place is closing down.
Nowhere left in this nowhere town
One light left on
Keeps the burglars at bay
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4. |
The Ohio Song
02:49
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Cold in the morning
Even colder at noon
Sun only tries to work against you
Cloudy days make for starry nights
Ohio I wish I could hate you
Ohio I wish I could leave you
Here’s my bed and here’s my home
There’s no place else I can go
With everywhere I’d rather be
Ohio I wish I could leave you
Ohio I wish I could hate you
I watch them all as they go away
Now I fear thatt I’m here to stay
Dreamt of leaving since I was small
Ohio I wish I could leave you
Ohio I wish I could hate you
Here in the heart of it all mines not beating no more
Feels like I’ve been tied to the wall shackled to the floor
Does anything here ever change
or is it the state I’m in that stays the same
Just coping with monotony
Ohio I wish I could leave you
Ohio I wish I could hate you
Railroads like stitches across this heart
Can you hear that train running off afar
Grass is greener across state lines
Ohio I wish i could leave you
Ohio I wish I could hate you
Here in the heart of it all mines not beating no more
Feels like I’ve been tied to the wall shackled to the floor
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5. |
Open Book
02:54
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You say that you're an open book
But there are torn pages in your binding
From the chapters that were took
Upon a closer look
What it is I’m finding
Is that someone was a crook
What is it that you’re hiding from?
When you’re keeping to yourself
We both want the same thing
To feel and be felt.
What is it that you’re scared of?
Are there monsters in the ink?
It’s time to take off your gloves
Haven’t you had enough
You gotta push this to the brink
When this push comes back to shove
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Silent Treatment (Demo)
04:11
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Woke up with you under my skin
Clammy palms and a sweaty head
Still nauseous from the nightmare that I had
Where I was disappearing
Maybe I should
Try to sleep this off
But I wake up feeling the same way
Do my best to try and self-medicate
Nothing seems to numb the pain
Of knowing from you I'm fading
Maybe I should
Call a doctor
Cure me with the silent treatment
Choose the words you'll never have to use
When that's all that we've got left
It's all we've got to lose.
This big old mask you're wearning
Ain't keeping me from catching on
To the disease that you're carrying
I've been right
I've always been wrong
Maybe I should
Take a deep breath
This cold hard words contagious
You've just gotta have the better bitter heart
This pandemic is famous
For teasing us apart
Maybe I should
Get a bandaid
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Westward Wind (Demo)
04:15
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I heard there’s a perfect storm.
From which all beautiful things are torn
It swears it don’t mean you any harm
But it will kill you as long as it stays
It will kill you as long as it stays
If you’d blinked, you’d never have seen her
She’s like a junkyard dog but 10 times meaner
She swears to god you don’t need her
But you can keep her as long as she stays.
You can keep her as long as she stays
Blows into town and brings your whole world down
Quicker than a bottle of gin
No amount of rope or a hand to hold
Could wrangle in that westward wind
Her cloud it parks outside my door
Made up of all the bones of all her lovers before.
She swears to the sky that she don’t need them
But if she don’t need them then why do they stay
If she don’t need them them why do they stay
If she don’t need them, why do they stay?
(Chorus)
That storm it rests quiet at night
As her head lays careless by my side
Each goodnights another lie
At least she needs you as long as she stays
At least she needs you as long as she stays
At least she needs you as long as she stays
Blows into town and brings your whole world down
Quicker than a bottle of gin
She’s quick and she crass and she knows this won’t last
There ain’t no wrangling a westward wind.
There ain’t no wrangling a westward wind
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Nick Wilkinson & The Featured Players Chicago, Illinois
Ohio-born songwriter Nick Wilkinson draws from his rural upbringing to deliver unapologetically on wanderlust and love. Wilkinson is known for his high energy and engaging performance that has been known as “theater rock” in some circles and Out of the Blue called them: “A touch of Cash fused with early 90’s Barenaked Ladies style rock.” ... more
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