1. |
In His Lungs
02:00
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There's love
And what's meaningful
There are pockets of conviction
They are empty or they're becoming so.
But most of all.
Its finding a home.
There's time for everything
And a feeling now that it won't be long.
'Till the son
Finds his lungs
And I
Can hear his voice.
He'll ask
And I will tell him what I know
And I will tell him when I don't
I won't hide from him my pride or heart.
Maybe,
There'll be hard times,
But I'll sit you down and say
"Don't you know that when it's raining
There must be shade."
Deep in the lungs
Of the son
I'm safe.
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2. |
The Future
04:08
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I know she's not here now.
Look I'm not crazy.
I've got my head on straight.
I know what day it is.
I know you think I should get some rest.
But I can't help but think of her, in the present tense.
I know when the evening comes around,
I know that inside I can't be harmed,
I know what day it is,
I count the seconds.
But I can't help but think of her, in the present tense.
Hey, I'm here now.
Darlin' may I stay for a while.
I know the future
Where she resides
Is a distant image, blurred and burned and tried.
I know she's a far ways down that list,
But I can't help but think of her, in the present tense.
No I can't help but live for her, though my ship may wreck.
No I can't help but bring to her, whatever I've left.
And I can't help but think of her, in the present tense.
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3. |
It's Only Fair
04:27
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I want you to see my shadow,
The parts of me most bold and forward.
The intricacies are too oft' too unique to breathe
How I am simple.
I want you to see the things I see.
The parts of the world most hollow can be filled most free.
But I'm afraid, we need to wait until it's clear.
I'm afraid there's too much fear
Know my broad strokes,
Not my fine wove
Needs.
Know the jungle
That's surrounded
Me.
You are a golden,
Thought provoking
Beast,
And you are smoking
Your own picked
Reeds.
I want the same things you want.
I must be repaid if I give you space in my heart.
So
Know my broad strokes
Not my fine wove
Needs.
Know the jungle
That's surrounded
Me.
You are a golden
Thought provoking
Beast,
And you are smoking
Your own picked
Reeds.
But I'm gonna need you
If you're gonna need me.
I need you
If you need me.
I need you
If you need me.
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4. |
Just a few thoughts
04:38
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I'm starting to think that you're the valley.
Calming deep of softness low.
With sights as high as any planet,
stream running through you, pure and current.
Sweet tender movement,
trickling sound.
Free, winding timeless
whistling crown.
I'm starting to think your beauty's boundless.
Confined to words does justice not.
A tapestry of colors fadeless,
a beam of light from distant stars.
Arranged in patterns,
Given meaning.
Somewhere in them,
you are living.
I'm starting to think
I need your company,
Your holding hand.
Your presence, a present in itself.
Will you seek peace with me
on the endless beach?
Will you be with me?
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Seth Hanson Boston, Massachusetts
Songs about me & stuff
FYI:
some lyrics here are not "family friendly" !!
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