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Devil Song
04:14
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I feel it, despair. I feel it in the air.
I feel it, despair. I feel it in the air.
I feel the darkness too. I feel it inside you
Twice bitten once shy, share with me your silk surprise
Share with you my heart’s disease, sometime pleasure make you bleed
Love is purple, blue, and red, I hear the Voices in your head
Tears and sweat you may regret, the saltiness you’ll not forget
I feel it, despair. I feel it in the air.
I feel it, despair. I feel it in the air.
I feel the darkness too. I feel it inside you
Exchange glances 1,2,3 take a look remember me
Recollections 4,5,6 the devils and their dirty tricks
Angels and their silences, their restitution, promises
Heaven’s got no janitors, and Hell has no parameters
I feel it, despair. I feel it in the air.
I feel it, despair. I feel it in the air.
I feel the darkness too. I feel it inside you
I’ll forgive your sexy sins if you forgive my dirtiness
Play you for the fool in me, play me, blame me, save me please
Save yourself and don’t look back, lingerie in blue and black
Truth and beauty in your eyes and yet your lovers multiply
they multiply, your lovers multiply
I feel it, despair. I feel it in the air.
I feel it, despair. I feel it in the air.
I feel the darkness too. I feel it inside you
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2. |
Water color
04:59
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She's asleep now
Wondering where he could be
Doesn't now he exists now
but he's on his way to her sweet dreams
She smells the purple roses
the eucalyptic flavor in the air
Lands softly on the waves
of the salty sea-like kisses of his hair
But he's just a silhouetted shadow in her mind
If only she'd awaken the artist within her eyes
And paint a canvas with an image of their water colored lives
Retrace the outline before he fades away and vanishes with time
She is music
A symphony of sound wild and free
And his heart it beats now
To her simply sweet complex melodies
He hears the troubled tones of doubt
A minor seventh sound that's creeping in
But when she sees the sunshine
Her incandescent cadence creeps right in
But he's just a silhouetted shadow in her mind
If only she'd awaken the artist in her eyes
And paint a canvas with an image of their water colored lives
Retrace the outline before he fades away and vanishes with time
Though it hurts to breathe and she can't see him now
He knows she'll hear the message of his water colored sound'
And when she believes, from the shadow he'll come out
but for now…
He's just a silhouetted shadow in her mind
If only she'd awaken the artist in her eyes
And paint a canvas with an image of their water colored lives
Retrace the outline before he fades away and vanishes with time
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3. |
Until Then
05:53
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4. |
Rhiannon (Fleetwood Mac)
03:56
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Richie Allen Buchborn Denver, Colorado
Richie Allen and the Bad Ideas formed when Richie and established drummer, Jake Williams, went to work hand picking musicians that would fit their vision of a live-performance aesthetic. Together with Kari Clifton (cello), Miranda Clemenson (voice) and Smith Vaughn (bass) the band was formed. The band counts Neil Young, Damien Rice, and Dave Matthews among their influences. ... more
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