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Macros and Micros
03:13
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Please sir you have two ears would you lend me just one?
I’ll not upset your sweet sensibilities say all but one,
and I will tread lightly.
You are a cell, you’re exploding, dozens of outcomes ahead.
But you’re no better than the grass at your feet, don’t think that you are,
and try to tread lightly.
You’ve found a place between macros and micros if you ever decide,
to change where you are, let me know,
I’ll be there to see it all.
Is it the sun that you crave or a family to raise?
The worth of one is as much as the other, both glory and honour.
Describe me your glory.
You may be afraid, you may not know of what lies ahead.
Fear slows the blood in our veins, but it’s passion that keeps us alive.
Stay bold and be brave.
You’ve found a place between macros and micros if you ever decide,
to change where you are, let me know,
I’ll be there to see it all.
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Release and Decisions
03:31
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We’re heading home the music is quiet in my headphones,
I’m not really listening to what you’re saying,
we’ve had some good years constantly passing,
like the trucks on the highway.
It’s not like I would have asked for any of this,
it’s not like things have gotten any worse,
we’re both unhappy, and we need...
some release.
Back at home the house is do quiet, I can’t stand it,
I make for the door, don’t tell you I’m leaving,
and that I may never come back.
There’s snow outside, I should’ve dress warmer,
shit, I can’t go back now.
I can’t go back now, I can’t go back now,
my head is at war with my body,
but I still can’t go back,
at least not just yet.
It’s not like I would have asked for any of this,
it’s not like things have gotten any worse,
we’re both unhappy, and we need...
some release.
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Let It
02:57
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Eventually everything comes together,
and it will come if you let it.
Let it, let it!
It could be more than you dreamed of,
so it never hurts to dream small
Dream it, dream it!
And it could be a while,
it could be today or tomorrow.
A year or two may pass,
when it comes you’ll be surprised,
that it’s already time.
It’s already time.
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Unusual Acts Of Kindness
03:05
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Desperate times call for unusual acts of kindness.
A simple life may be the thing that drives them to madness.
They do their job, and leave, feeling drained,
go home and shut down.
It’s time they rest and lay their heads down on the pillows,
for the day’s almost over and they’ll be back tomorrow.
The day begins with them, here they come their marching in,
it’s just the same, never changed, it’s like it always had been.
Then one day, there came idea in my brain,
I went to them and shared the idea,
their eyes lit up filled with rain,
I’d never seen them this way.
Things had changed and they’d never be the same.
The fact that we die is mere speculation,
either way we’ll be here for some time,
might as well get it right.
And what we get wrong we’ll learn from and enjoy,
each second we’re alive.
And I’ll do what I can to help make them happy.
Desperate times, desperate times,
desperate times call for unusual acts of kindness.
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California Way
02:39
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Going down California Way, gonna see a pretty lady
Gonna have a good time, travelin’ with a band mate of mine
Road’s been good to me thus far, in the snow, in the dark
From a province to a state, I’ll make my way to you...
Pour vous
Got my guitar and fancy clothes, that’s all I need on the road
Won’t be the first trip I’ve made on this here holiday
Gonna play you a song I made on my way to you...
Can’t wait to see your pretty smile
It’s something I crave, some kind of desire
Time to pack my things real tight, time to turn in for the night
Tomorrow’s an early day on my way to you...
Pour vous
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Defeat The Fears
03:50
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I found peace in the strangest place.
Almost missed it in my haste.
Was a strangers face, with together I pieced;
my life long needs, with my suitcase.
It showed me things, I’d not know.
Perhaps not ever, on my own...
So please don’t fear them,
and please don’t fear me,
we all hold the secret, that you can’t see.
I tried so hard to find myself.
The truth is that I’m everyone else,
and I need them, and they need me,
to survive this thing we call life.
So before you judge, before we fight.
Remember this; there could be part,
of you, within me...
So please don’t fear them,
and please don’t fear me,
we all hold the secret, that you can’t see.
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The Good Soldier
03:17
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Hold on tight, please don’t bleed.
I won’t let you die beneath this tree.
The poison’s seeped into your blood, and twisted up your insides.
But you’re a good soldier, you’ll fight.
You’ll fight, you won’t die.
Pull yourself to your feet, with the help,
the help of me.
I died once, but remained until the world was ripped away.
Hundreds of leaves have fallen since, but still I dream beneath this tree.
Will I accomplish all I’ve seen, I only want to be clean!
To start again as virtue, to be true, through and through.
Jump in the vastness to keep the boat on course and afloat.
It’s one of those days music is all, that is recognizable through the haze.
I’ll take it in as you take that leap - twenty stories high.
Cause I’m a good soldier, I’ll fight.
I’ll fight, I won’t die.
I’ll pull myself to my feet, with the help,
the help of dreams.
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Gold Rush
02:36
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Sift through the expansive parts first
Save the best for last, it’s a modern day gold rush
We’re losing touch
Saddle up that old donkey and hurry your ass
It’s time to go and join the gold rush
Up in the mountains far off from here
In the sky, the oceans and the trees and right here in the city
And grab the tools that you have
They may not be right for the job, but you can figure it all out
This relentless pursuit of wealth a silly little ruse
Just remember all the different kinds, the different ways to recognize gold
So grab the tools that you have
They may not be right for the job, but you can figure it all out
And keep your eyes wide and you’ll be fine
Play your hand well, even if you lose chances always come again
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Closer
03:55
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And me, I’m not really hungry
You see full’s not that heaviness in my stomach
And love, it’s more than a memory
It’s scars and smiles and a whole lot of beauty
I want to reach out and give you care from across these waters we share.
A noble cause in a far away country,
but it’s gotta start closer to me.
There are those right here in my backyard,
asking, begging, pleading for help
And me I’m the type, I need to wake with purpose
In fact without it I feel only numbness
We’re all searching for something scattered in the airwaves
That human connection, memorable days
I want to reach out and give you care from across these waters we share.
A noble cause in a far away country,
but it’s gotta start closer to me
Gotta bring it closer.
Gotta bring it closer.
Closer to me.
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10. |
Refuge In E Major
03:22
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Markus Michelucci & Sound Refuge London, UK
Markus Michelucci’s Sound Refuge is a musical project set apart by vivid story lines, honest songwriting and remarkable performances from everyone involved. The musical style is hypnotically bardic and ballad-like whilst still capturing the Canadian folk spirit. ... more
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