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Changed My Mind
04:24
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Change My Mind
How I change my mind
How I change my mind
How I change my mind
Change my mind
Change my mind
Change my mind
Grew up in a different time
Learning how to live the grind
Didn't have to suffer through
Things like you
Never knew
What you had to do
Everyone was just like me
There was not a “has to be”
Didn't know what difference was
Never was
A common cause
Just go on because
How I change my mind
How I change my mind
How I change my mind
Change my mind
Change my mind
Change my mind
Living someone else's dreams
Taking all the time it seems
Found my feet on stolen land
Never planned
To understand
Giving with an empty hand
Then I learned a different truth
Founded on a different proof
Had to see a different way
Couldn't stay
Not okay
Couldn't wait another day
How I change my mind
How I change my mind
How I change my mind
Change my mind
Change my mind
Change my mind
Round and round
Like a bucket filling upside down
Spilling out
But the words were not for me to shout
Taken in
Off the beaten road for another spin
Letting go
Cause it's time that I don't run this show
Knowing what I think I know
Is everything that has to go
What I see
It's just me
It isn't what it has to be
Hoping every step I take
Will make it so your back won't break
Amplify
Learning why
I fail and do another try
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2. |
My Perspective
05:06
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My Perspective
One, I wake up blinded by a light I've never seen
Ripped, as if unwilling, from a catacomb serene
Two, I feel the warming light and then my mother's care
The world might be an angry place but it can't touch me there
Oh hi oh
Oh my perspective
Oh hi oh
It seems it's defective
Oh hi oh
Oh my perspective
Oh hi oh
It might be selective
Three, I have a family, it's not perfect, but I'm home
Sitting at the table, so I never feel alone
Four, the friends around me make me think that I'm okay
And so I start believing I will be something some day
Oh hi oh
Oh my perspective
Oh hi oh
It seems it's defective
Oh hi oh
Oh my perspective
Oh hi oh
It might be selective
Five, I go to college because that is what we do
Thinking everyone I see they are thinking that way, too
Six, I find the perfect love and I think she's just like me
Then heartache lands and I understand there are things I just can't see
Oh hi oh
Oh my perspective
Oh hi oh
It seems it's defective
Oh hi oh
Oh my perspective
Oh hi oh
It might be selective
How did I convince to see the way I do?
How do I begin to see what's true?
One, I am beginning with the lie that's in my head
Then I am confronting every tangled things I've said
Two, I might forgive myself for all the harm I've done
Knowing that's the only way that I can carry on
Oh hi oh
Oh my perspective
Oh hi oh
It seems it's defective
Oh hi oh
Oh my perspective
Oh hi oh
It might be selective
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3. |
The Lonely Ones
04:12
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The Lonely Ones
Sitting alone at the bar
Caressed by her phone
Waiting for no one at all
To take her home
Something somewhere in her past
Has exiled her here
Poisoning dreams full of love
And left her fear
She is as lonely one
Thinks she's the only one
Out there
One of the lonely ones
Just needs to find someone
To care
Back in her room by the bay
She can't find the light
Surrenders herself to the haze
She passes the night
Morning returns like a knife
It cuts through her dreams
Somehow as bad as it is
Is as bad as it seems
She is as lonely one
Thinks she's the only one
Out there
One of the lonely ones
Just needs to find someone
To care
Day after day passes by
Resigned to your fate
She thinks it's already too late
To all of you there at the bar
Caressing your phones
Waiting for no one at all
To take you home
Something somewhere in your past
Has exiled you here
Poisoning all of your love
And left you fear
You are the lonely ones
You're not the only one
Out there
You are the lonely ones
I know you'll find someone
To care
I was a lonely one
I was the only one out there
I was a lonely one
And then I found someone . . .
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4. |
Never
03:48
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Never
Saw an old man kneeling in a graveyard
Whispering words, sweetly to a stone
There was such intention in his praying
Made it seem like he was not alone
The look upon his face brought me to listen
Hoping I could catch what were his words
As I leaned in closer, and stood quiet
This is the simple prayer that I heard
Never raised a hand at you in anger
Never broke a promise I had made
Never left your side when you were crying
Never took for granted what we'd laid
On the stone was carved, “Beloved mother.
Owner of my heart, and trusted friend.”
And in tiny letters at the bottom
“Taught me about living till the end.”
It seemed to me his prayer was an answer
Saying he had kept a sacred vow
Making clear, in life, he had not faltered
And that she might be listening somehow
Never raised a hand at you in anger
Never broke a promise I had made
Never left your side when you were crying
Never took for granted what we'd laid
Did he need to be forgiven
For a life that he was living?
Or is this a way to love her
After she was gone?
Saw an old man kneeling in a graveyard
Whispering words, sweetly to a stone
Thinking that if I was blessed to know love
I would surely make his words my own
And by and by the years have passed before me
And fortune bade me sacred vows to take
And day by day I pledge that simple prayer
His words became the promise that I make
I'll never raise a hand at you in anger
I'll never brake a promise I have made
I'll never leave your side when you are crying
I'll never take for granted what we'd laid
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5. |
The Meaning of His Life
03:57
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The Meaning of His Life
No less then his Sunday best
Hands laid out across his chest
Eye closed and the smallest smile
Like he might be back in a little while
Flash back to a different day
First grandchild is on the way
Whole family is doing fine
Seems like troubles are all down the line
That's the meaning of his life
That's the meaning of his life
That's the meaning of his life
That's the meaning of his life
Clock turning back further still
They don't have kids but you know they will
Work's hard, but it's what you do
For the “some days” that will come to you
That's the meaning of his life
That's the meaning of his life
That's the meaning of his life
That's the meaning of his life
First born to a hard luck man
Love, he didn't understand
Left lonely without a prayer
Finding only confusion there
Then left on his very own
Don't know how to find a home
But there are times when the crumbs you find
Will make a birthday cake in time
That's the meaning of his life
That's the meaning of his life
That's the meaning of his life
That's the meaning of his life
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6. |
Dori's Song
04:47
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Dorie's Song
From a line on a page
To the leaf of a sage
From the seed then a tree
Comes the fruit that will be
And then as the hands kneed dough
And from the warm love grow
What will be
And then they'll see
On the light of a heart
On the light of a soul, they reach you
On the light of a heart
On the light of a soul, they teach you
Then they'll know
Light only grows
From the child in your eyes
To a child that just flies to your arms
From you hopes and your dreams
To a family it seems
The with needle and thread you sew
And from the warm love grow
What will be
And then they'll see
On the light of a heart
On the light of a soul, they reach you
On the light of a heart
On the light of a soul, they teach you
Then they'll know
Light only grows
Until it's gone
And can you tell me
How does love travel on?
From a life full of love
To the wing of a dove
But when it disappears
Comes our pain and our tears
But from ashes and dust you glow
And from the warm love grow
What will be
And then they'll see
On the light of a heart
On the light of a soul, they reach you
On the light of a heart
On the light of a soul, they teach you
Then they'll know
Light only grows
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7. |
He's Terrible
02:58
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He's Terrible
Oh he's terrible
He's a bloody excuse
But he's good for you and
Oh he's terrible
And you know he falls short
Nothing you can do and
Nothing you can do
Nothing you can do
Nothing you can do and
What a parable
It's a boy and a girl
And a prison for two and
Oh it's scare-able
And you know he falls short
Nothing you can do and
Oh it's bearable
It's a roof and a bed
In a prison for two and
Oh it's wearable
Though it doesn't quite fit
Nothing you can do
Nothing you can do
Nothing you can do and
How re-shareable
You can make it look right
So it's good for you and
It's repairable
Though it doesn't quite fit
Nothing you can do and
How unfair-able
When they see through the lie
It's a prison for two and
Now they stare-able
So they know he falls short
Nothing you can do
Nothing you can do
Nothing you can do and
Oh he's terrible
He's a bloody excuse
But he's good for you and
Oh he's terrible
And you know he falls short
Nothing you can do and
Nothing you can do
Nothing you can do
Nothing you can do and
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8. |
Magic
06:54
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9. |
Not Saying
04:32
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Not saying
You told me that your love for me
It would burn on like the sun
You said that until hell would freeze
I would be the only one
But when I come home lately
And the house is dark and cold
I think there's something missing
From the picture and the stories that you told
Not saying your lied
But I think different
Not saying you hurt
But it's unkind
Not saying your wrong
But when the money's gone
The blame just can't be mine
All of the time
I do my best to give you
All the loving that you need
I work until the sun goes down
And until my fingers bleed
It seems to me that the more a give
The more you take away
And I just keep on sinking in confusion
About everything you say
Not saying your lied
But I think different
Not saying you hurt
But it's unkind
Not saying your wrong
But when the money's gone
The blame just can't be mine
All of the time
Will I find a rhyme or reason
For this masquerade
Or live on past the damage
From the thorny bed of nails you've laid
You tell me that your love for me
It will outshine every star
And someday I will understand
The perfection that you are
Well maybe what you say is true
That there's something I can't see
Or maybe underneath it all
You are poison and you'll be the death of me
Not saying your lied
But I think different
Not saying you hurt
But it's unkind
Not saying your wrong
But when the money's gone
The blame just can't be mine
All of the time
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10. |
Blue
03:50
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Blue
Blue, I get so blue
And I can hardly wake up
Till the day is through
Blue, I get so blue
And I can hardly wake up
Till the day is through
Can't find reason, can't find a reason
Till the day is through
Blue, blue, blue I get so blue
Can't find reason, can't find a reason
Till the day is through
Blue, blue, blue I get so blue
Blue, I get so blue
And I can hardly wake up
Till the day is through
Blue, I get so blue
And I can hardly wake up
Till the day is through
Still in my night shirt, still in my nightshirt
Till the day is through
Blue, blue, blue I get so blue
Still my night shirt, still in my nightshirt
Till the day is through
Blue, blue, blue I get so blue
Blue, I get so blue
And I can hardly wake up
Till the day is through
Blue, I get so blue
And I can hardly wake up
Till the day is through
Maybe tomorrow, maybe tomorrow
Maybe tomorrow, maybe tomorrow
Maybe tomorrow, maybe tomorrow
Maybe tomorrow, maybe tomorrow
Blue, I get so blue
And I can hardly wake up
Till the day is through
Blue, I get so blue
And I can hardly wake up
Till the day is through
Stare at the ceiling, stare at the ceiling
Till the day is through
Blue, blue, blue I get so blue
Stare at the ceiling, stare at the ceiling
Till the day is through
Blue, blue, blue I get so blue
Blue, I get so blue
And I can hardly wake up
Till the day is through
Blue, I get so blue
And I can hardly wake up
Till the day is through
Maybe tomorrow, maybe tomorrow
Maybe tomorrow, maybe tomorrow
Maybe tomorrow, maybe tomorrow
Maybe tomorrow, maybe tomorrow
Blue, I get so blue
And I can hardly wake up
Till the day is through
Blue, I get so blue
And I can hardly wake up
Till the day is through
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11. |
Oblioed
03:50
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12. |
Waiting at the Station
04:55
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Waiting at the Station
Waiting at the station, I was twenty five years old
A suitcase and some flowers in my hand
Trying to remember all the things that I was told
To save me when I did not understand
Growing up believing there were things that I should know
To guide me as I tried to find my way
Thinking of the people or the places I would go
To teach me how to pass another day
But the road don't sing a song
'Bout what is right and what is wrong
And it don't care which way you turn
Or if you take the time to learn
Waiting at the station, I was thirty five years old
A suitcase and a bottle in my hand
Trying to remember all the things that I was told
To save me when I did not understand
But the road don't sing a song
'Bout what is right and what is wrong
And it don't care which way you turn
Or if you take the time to learn
But the bar won't crash
And the car won't close
And they break your heart
But for what, who knows?
And when all you have
Is the thoughts you think
It just might be time to buy another drink
Waiting at the station, I was forty five years old
A suitcase and a bible in my hand
Trying to remember all the things that I was told
To save me when I did not understand
But the road don't sing a song
'Bout what is right and what is wrong
And it don't care which way you turn
Or if you take the time to learn
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Joel Glenn Wixson Kittery, Maine
The foundation of Joel Glenn Wixson's musical life is street performance, "busking." Since starting his musical journey at the age of nine, he has played from Portland Maine to Portland Oregon. Internationally, He has performed in Canada, France, and New Zealand, but most of the time he is in New England playing in the streets from Boston on up the Coast. ... more
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