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The Grapevine
04:36
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Telling secrets, telling lies,
I’ve grown old from all these ties.
Tell me words of great heartache,
I’ll tell you something you would take.
Keeping up with all the vines,
Growning wild time and time.
Again we live so comfortably,
But the air is harder to breathe.
I think it’s time for me,
To burn the great grapevine.
Cause the taste of all your lies,
Poisons it’s wine.
All you know is what you’ve seen,
So turn your head away and dream.
Dream not of the life you’ve had,
Dream of the life you will instead.
You’re tears are real that’s rare to see,
Lying there so comfortably.
I can see from everything,
Where you are and what you’ll be.
It’s hard to seize, your memories,
So lock ‘em up tight.
Give up the weeds,
You’re out of this one tonight,
This one tonight, yea.
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I play the game,
We ask we frame,
We gather all the pieces with our eyes.
Mixed emotions,
Caused a notion,
Maybe we’re already alright.
You, get back, to me
Before, we fall in the sea;
You get back to me,
Before, your hands turn to feet.
Oh, there’s something running in here!
The seasons change,
We fall we name,
The summer drops, the rain that fills the sky.
I hang my head,
It’s all been said,
The web of wicker patterns in our minds.
No reason… your eyes melt my mind
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3. |
Politician
03:44
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Politician, make your move,
You wake and sing a thousand tunes,
But none of us, can hear or sing at all.
Which way we turning left or right?
Your time is up it’s day or night,
Up to us? Oh well, I guess we dropped the ball.
Now or never keep your distance please,
More than ever keep your sanity.
The game has always been so cruel,
A superficial cosmic duel,
Of lying cheating, “don’t repeat my words.”
You got me on a canvas stage,
Retreating like a dog in rage,
Tail tucked screaming, all eyes seeing birds.
Well if I didn’t know better I would say I’m forced,
To choose between an elephant and ass, it’s like we have no choice.
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4. |
Daydream
07:00
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Lets pretend, there’s nothing wrong with this
Keep the silence, wait until the night
Like it’s over in the morning
What am I to do,
When I feel like I’m losing you?
What am I to do,
When I feel I don’t know you?
Daydream into night,
You’re the same as anything
Don’t offend, there’s nothing more to say
Maybe we can, wait until we fall asleep
Like we aren’t already dreaming
Just know that nobody knows
Can you wait? Wait for me.
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Can I get out of here,
And go to Canada in the spring?
Oh boy what do I do,
To make it any other way?
This is my heart,
Beating right on yours.
I gotta get out of here,
Before I have a breakdown.
Calling base!
Here’s my reply..
Calling base..
Tag! You’re it..
We’re timing out:
Timing in, you got me!
Oh, you better run.
Run for base,
You know I’m coming
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Kerrick Michael Nashville, Tennessee
I'm a multi-instrumentalist out of Nashville, TN.
Music is my catharsis, I purge my
inner battles to move forward.
My freelance company is Vitruvian Sound and I do mastering and sound for film.
www.facebook.com/vitruviansound
I have 2 cats named Jadi and Buddy.
I spent a month in South Africa and it completely changed my outlook on life.
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