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Howling Sound
03:34
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Whirl ‘round to hear that howling sound
Some things always seem to ring so differently out loud
Oh Oh Oh Oh
Nothing good ever comes through troubled minds
Kicking up the dust won’t put us back in time
Don’t let yourself fall to worry’s wisdom
The future holds more despite your suspicion
Oh Oh Oh Oh
Just keep from looking all too far away
The sirens, they are calling you each and everyday
Eyes can’t see through, what lies ahead of you
Well moments come and go
And we’re just getting started
But, by and by we’ll grow
I know, you’re reaching up ahead
And I hear you, but I can’t see that far
Just hold on
Whirl ‘round to hear that howling sound
Some things always seem to ring so differently out loud
Just keep from looking all too far away
The sirens, they are calling you each and everyday
Oh Oh Oh Oh
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Ten Miles North
04:37
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I keep thinking I’m growing old
But too few years and souvenirs halt my thoughts so
These rolling plains hum the same dull song
But chasing trains is all the same as moving right along
I keep wondering, where’d we go
I wish I knew I was there before time hurried through
I’ve been here before
And time tells a while more
But that old lamppost still holds a flicker without fail
Light your cigarette
Smoke fills your silhouette
All worn out, but those words still ring the same
I’m trying to fit the pieces with the edges sinking in
I know what runs through my blood, but don’t it run through everyone
The words aren’t coming now, the gears are all locked up
Everyday I see the same unfamiliar faces scoff
I’ve been told, that angst is hollow
But that requisition lies beneath your shadow
I’ve been here before
And those ticking hands seem to move unsure
While that roaring wind, she’s moving swiftly ‘cross the bend
And while you have your after dinner smoke
I’m losing traction ’n wind is slipping through my coat
And I know that mind can’t help but run, but that won’t change the end outcome
I’m hearing words too few and far between
So wait a moment I’ll take the cheap little desk and old antique
But there’s just no telling if that holds right
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Quietly Along
05:20
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You’ve been swinging ‘round for quite some time
Well all seems still without your drive
That whistle’s ringing out from this old barn
Ripping out the nails under the ground
Of all the times you’ve swung on by and shuddered through my ear
You’re moving quietly along with rage that drives you up a wall
Oh, Oh, Oh
So maybe there’s just something that you can feel
But that beggar seems to think it’s awfully real
So he’s building up his fortress in a mess
Before the cold takes the breath out from his chest
Of all the times you’ve swung on by and shuddered through my ear
The pace is coming on quite strong, a craze is driving up that wall
Oh, Oh, Oh
Oh how you were shaking, circuits were breaking
Oh but I knew, we were making way through the beast and his roaring thrall
Of all the times you’ve swung on by and shuddered through my ear
But a silver lining lies in that you don’t fuel your own fire
Lines slide shivering through my teeth
Drag curls through that ocean breeze
And I feel your patience thinning, wavering back and forth
There’s a reason that door is slamming shut
Oh, Oh, Oh
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