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O My Goodness
04:04
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LYRICS
I was born to change designed to evolve
Planted to grow programmed to solve mysteries
When the stars are alive and the world is flat
Let's work it out over a fireside chat
Let time freeze
The night feels strange and I sure do like it
Thinkin' bout heaven gonna hitchhike it
With a light bulb thumb
I got ideas not fit to say
People ain't listenin' anyway
Well, here I come
Nobody's prepared to see your beauty
To feel your hunger to taste your goodness
When I was younger I tried to build
A hill in the ocean and a city on that hill
And a future in the sky
I could kick back here and laugh forever
In the wild frontier of brother feather and sister fire
We been fixed on the flames of a hot baptism
Merged like light going through a prism, in reverse
Back to the Alpha, straight to the king
A weary phoenix, looking for something to break the curse
Nobody's prepared to see your beauty
To feel your hunger, to taste your goodness
Oh my goodness, oh my goodness, oh my goodness
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2. |
The Lake You Laughed At
02:49
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LYRICS
There's brim and bass in the lake you laughed at
And said is not a lake
They're waiting for anything to move
I'm going fishing with you
If you want to
I've seen your effervescent face
Backlit by the sun's reflected rays
Like a halo of gold lame
But you shone brighter than the day
You shone brighter than the day
There's steam rising off the lake this morning
I think we outta take a walk down
Fingers interlaced
And talk 'bout things we both embrace
Like bees buzzing 'round the hive
And building a place to come alive
And raising a family and a hallelujah
Oh do you or don't you know
How much I want you so?
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3. |
Florida Man
03:50
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LYRICS
In the middle of Florida
Flows some clear black water
Where the great blue herons touch down
From a heaven of silver
Reflected on the river
Where time crawls along, gulf bound
The ladies sing Seminole Wind
The boys on the rope swing all fall in
I might drive til 41 ends
To feel like a Florida man
She fluffs her pillow
Where red touches yellow
And the diamondback rattlers come 'round
But the moon's her sister
And the sun has kissed her
And I wanna lay her down
The old folks play Seminole Wind
The girls on the rope swing drop right in
I'll take my turn I'm ready to learn
To swim like a Florida man
Eagle so high
Eagle so free
Eagle won't you fly o'er the manitee
Gator slides by
Gator so sleek
Looking prehistoric in the old swamp creek
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4. |
Crane Fly
02:39
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LYRICS
She’s acquainted with the flowers, knows all their names
Her laughter is a shower of long lost rain
If she’s in the kitchen and sees a crane fly
She says don’t kill it baby just take it outside
She needs her man cause I can reach a high dish
Her farm boy says as you wish
She’ll speak a little French cause I think it’s hot
Ain’t nothin ever gonna untie this knot
Oh oh
Sun comin' through a prism in the window
Son's bare feet stomping on a rainbow
Brother I’ve blushed seventeen shades of red
When she shakes her butt to the Talking Heads
I bust moves in the mirror for two or three minutes
She don’t even look she’s too deep in it
And if we’re in the kitchen and she sees a crane fly
She says don’t kill it baby just take it outside
Don't kill it baby just take it outside
Don't kill it baby just take it outside
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5. |
Sweeping Your Hair Back
03:49
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LYRICS
When you sing of lonesome ships
Is it me on the sea?
When the nightingale comes
Is it my lullaby
That bids you to lay your head on the ultramarine
Stars through silk curtains and wind low and dry?
When you toss in the night
Is it me who you dream
Like a ghost on the wave
Riding high on the tide
Calling to you in an elegant stream
Warming your blood and your bed by your side?
When you wake in the rays do the gulls make you pine?
Do you whisper to God on the vine of your mind?
Make strides in the sand and scan for my sails?
Sweeping your hair back and burying time?
When the oven is grown
Is it I in the pie?
When the new one is born
May I watch from his eyes?
Sing to him sweetly now and let the child learn
A song of sanguinity now until I return
When you dive in the reefs are the colors sublime?
Do the reds and bright yellows make love with your eyes?
Do you know I'll be there when you come up for air?
Sweeping your hair back and burying time?
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Cheyenne Medders Nashville, Tennessee
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