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Can you differentiate if all you ever knew
Is just a sneak peek or just another day?
For those of you who can, kudos to you
In the meantime
Here’s something to keep you alive
Your split second of sensation
I am the machine and you are the battery
Keep giving, giving, giving me your T.L.C.
It is something that everybody needs
A split second of sensation
It can’t be felt before or after
That’s what makes this second of frisson so sensational
Can you differentiate if all you ever knew
Is just a sneak peek or just another day?
For those of you who can, kudos to you
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Field Day
02:35
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Walking through the grass with polly in hand
Trying to determine where to stand
I choose instead to lay on the ground
Some shapes start to form in the clouds
A flower, a shoe, and even a clown
I want to share what I found and I say
It’s time to have a field day
Let’s dance around and play
We approach the one and only buffet
With tiramisu and parfait
Why should we go when we can stay?
It’s time to have a field day
Let’s dance around and play
It’s time to have a field day
Let’s jump around up and down until we sway
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I want you
How many times do I need to say it?
I want you, oh
I need you
How many times do I need to say it?
I need you, oh
Do you recall how to fall in love?
I miss you
How many times do I need to say it?
I miss you, oh
I said it once and I’ll say it again
Why must the good times come to an end?
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One or two, ten or nine
Cars that make their way
Up and down this street day and night
Don’t know why ‘cause it’s a dead end
They say commotion and devotion
Is what makes it anything but dead
Surrounded by numerous trees
Dandelions on the corner
Welcome to the busiest dead end street
Authorities knock on your door
Everyday because it’s quietly noisy
The chalk on concrete
And all around the sightings of literal birds and bees
Another dog, another walk
Another greeting with the same old useless talk
Once you’re in, there’s no going back
The entrance is the exit, one way out of this cul-de-sac
And then you’re back to the magnet
Another night of dinner convo, binge-watching, and a blanket
This is interfering with my dreams
I’m tired of this ticky-tacky life, so my yawn turns into a scream
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Digital Lady
02:01
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You’re such a sight to see, digital lady
A tease to me, making me lazy
On the screen dancing for money
You have such a need to please
And here’s the release
You are so free, digital lady
You can’t see me, driving me crazy
Will we ever meet?
I can only say hopefully
What a time that would be
And here’s the release
You’re such a sight to see, digital lady
A tease to me, making me lazy
On the screen dancing for money
You have such a need to please
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Potential Soulmate
02:33
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I don’t remember when or how I got here
No recollection when I’m crying tears
I’m spotted alone looking out the window
Hello, my dear
She doesn’t say a word until I look in her eyes
She asks what’s wrong and I just wanna cry
But I say that everything’s just fine
As I selfishly glide into a disguise
I put on a smile to keep things light
But her eyes say everything will be alright
Will she be the love of my life?
We scurry in a hurry to climax the night
I awake in the evening with her by my side
In a place I cannot even recognize
Am I really changing or is this a dream?
Was last night really what it seemed?
I wish every feeling would feel like this
Waking up to this happiness
She opens her eyes and then we kiss
I think it’s time that we get us some breakfast
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The Doleful Dance
03:14
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Hey, will you take my hand?
Would you like to dance?
We could just sway all night
Then watch the sun rise
That’s if the feeling’s right
Hands on shoulders and hands on hips
You look at me and say read my lips
You and I are just friends
I don’t mean to offend
And so this dance will end
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Tea Spree
01:22
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Paisley, Baby!
02:37
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Skies of blue and skies of pink
Really wanna make you think
About the times when you were small
Oh so free, no worries at all
Now you’re grown and now you seek
For that same feeling
The days turn into weeks
As tears drop into a motif
Crying lately
Paisley, baby
Visions of Tillie
And trips to the park
Remind you of a past time
That seems so close but yet so far
Now you find yourself
Scrolling for the answer
Searching for a trigger
All you have to do is wear the pattern
Laughing lately
Paisley, baby
Painting lately
Paisley, baby
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Burn to Blossom
02:40
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Do you see the green scene again?
Is it how you thought it would be?
Flowers burning from the sun
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la
Children yearning for some fun
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la
How would you know if you didn’t try?
Letting it take you is no problem
Colorful and free is what you’ll be
But you must burn to blossom
You, me, let’s be Nancy and Lee
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la
In a circle and we all sing
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la
How would you know if you didn’t try?
Letting it take you is no problem
Colorful and free is what you’ll be
But you must burn to blossom
How would you know if you didn’t try?
Letting it take you is no problem
Colorful and free is what you’ll be
But you must burn to blossom
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Dream Tape
03:21
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It’s time to take the hand of Phaedra
And drift out west in my mind
Counting sheep never really worked for me
It’s fine
A diary can’t show you the things
That a tape often brings
Let’s rewind to view the life of your dreams
The climax is right before you wake
What a shame
Still you have a breath of heyday
Hip hip hooray, please stay
They say dreams only last for seconds
How could that be?
This tape plays for an eternity
Press play
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Pleasure (Pretty Please)
03:16
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Here all alone and I’ve got no plans
Wanting the touch of your hands
I give you a call to see if you’re free
All I need is you to be here with me
Am I on your mind at all?
Or are you with another man?
He can’t give you what I did once
What you got going will never be us
Pleasure, oh pleasure
Sweet pleasure, pretty please
Pleasure, your pleasure
For no one but me
One day she’ll leave you like she left me
She is just playing games
I wonder how I did not see
Now all I have left is myself to blame
Pleasure, oh pleasure
Sweet pleasure, pretty please
Pleasure, some pleasure
Is really what I need
Pleasure, oh pleasure
Sweet pleasure, pretty please
Pleasure, some pleasure
Is really what I need
Pleasure, oh pleasure
Sweet pleasure, pretty please
Pleasure, what pleasure?
Please go back to sleep
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Something Missing
03:12
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There’s something missing for my heart
It’s true, it is you
We once were one, but now we’re apart
How did we become two?
Remember when you would cry and I would comfort you?
You would do the same for me too
There’s something missing for my heart
It’s true, it is you
We once were one, but now we’re apart
How did we become two?
Remember when we would turn each other’s faces red?
Why did that ever end?
There’s something missing for my heart
It’s true, it is you
We once were one, but now we’re apart
How did we become two?
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Wine On White Sheets
03:30
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To be with you somewhere far away
Is what I hope for each and everyday
No one to tell us how long we can stay
Let’s call it a permanent holiday
What’s the harm in starting a new life?
Let’s go ahead and leave everything behind
After all, we don’t have that much time
So raise your glass, and baby let’s spill the wine
‘Cause I’ve been born, baby it took so long
I’m finding out what has been going on
The day to day makes me wanna leave
So let’s go spill the wine on white sheets
The last hurrah, the last hurrah
The last hurrah, the last hurrah
After all, we don’t have that much time
So raise your glass, and baby let’s spill the wine
‘Cause I’ve been born, baby it took so long
I’m finding out what has been going on
The day to day makes me wanna leave
So let’s go spill the wine on white sheets
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