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How Unlikely
03:25
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How unlikely it did seem when you stumbled in my dreams
And woke me up beyond the morning light
How unlikely it did seem when you took over my heart
And blinded me from the deepest of night
Now the angels in your teeth are smiling
And the demons in my heart are gone
It seems a new day is dawning now
Seems a new day has come
How unpleasant it did seem that I was taken when you came
But believe me you didn’t do anything wrong
And how wild did it seem when we fell off of that swing
And laughed away our nearly broken necks
As the world flipped upside down we smiled
An innocent fall from grace
We met face to face right there
We met face to face
How fated did it seem that you had your own six string
From which, you always wanted a little more
How fated did it seem that the six string’s just my thing
I was happy to open up the door
Now the magic in our strings is ringing
And your fingertips are growing sore
You vibrate me to my core
Oh this I can assure
How funny it might seem that we once called this a fling
It was only supposed to laugh a summer long
And how funny it might seem that the leaves are falling down
And here you are still singing in my arms
As the leaves lose their green we smile
Hold each close and pray for snow
But we never stopped to think that this would grow
But now baby don’t let go of me
No matter how unlikely it seems
No baby don’t let go of me
How unlikely it seems
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Misty In The Morning
02:55
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Sweet rain pouring down it was four in the morning we were safe and warm
I could feel the rise and fall of your supple chest beneath my palm
Your hair a waterfall, my fingers trickled down its swell
The pale dawn was creeping in but we were too entwined to tell
Raindrops beating on the window pane
Inhaling your scent, exhaling your name
Your mine I swear I wouldn’t lie
And in the matter of what is wrong and right
You’re right as right as rain
The same drops beating on my window pane
There's no way I could compare any time or anywhere to
Misty in the morning
That velvet morning came and went in the flicker of a candle flame
Pirouetting silky threads of smoke into my memory
Succumbed to your je ne sais quoi
I made loving you the only law
And to that oath, I give my all
You’re perfect love, you have no flaws
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Bittersweets
02:41
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Our time plays out like a dream in my mind
I close my eyes and hit rewind
All I need from you is another kiss
All I need from you is eternity
So wake me up before you leave
Gonna put it in my memory
Upon the shelf with all my bittersweets
I don’t you know how much you mean to me
Every gentle morning lays in my bed
Next to me while I spin sweet dreams in my head
All I need from you is another smile
All I need from you is a long long while
My clothes hold your scent on every thread
Long enough till I hold you close once again
All I need from you is a sweet sweet rhyme
All I need from you is all of time
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Hazel
04:41
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With her long legs holding her frame above the rocky ground
As her hair flowed on for days underneath the milky way
Time ceased to procreate as I counted each color in her eyes
One by one I found my way beyond a field of starry skies
Hazel won't you stay with me tonight
I could use a trip to outer space
Hazel won't you stay with me tonight
I'll count your breaths along the way
All the way to ecstasy and back
High on the waves of your bouquet
Hazel won't you stay with me tonight
Until the stars gently fade away
Her soft breath teasing me like a mockingbird with velvet speech
All through the night, the song she'd sing, while moonlight trickled down her wing
The cathedral neath her vaulted cheeks rings holy through my mortal mind
Tomes of love and honesty bring an Odyssey our own to life
The mystery that she unfolds from feathered crown to silky toes
Is Venus bound by earthly form and with a breath she'll stop a war
Not man nor Mars, her soul could break, with jealousy or wordly wounds
Above this all she'll levitate, dripping honey from a wooden spoon
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Uncertain
03:14
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What if I told you I had a burning desire to kiss you right on the lips?
Would you join me in bringing us higher or would you leave me down in the pits?
Cause I’m a little uncertain, I just don’t know where or what’s coming next
I used to be proud but I ain’t too sure
you got me like a kitten hanging off of your yarn
I wonder if I told you that you should be mine, would you marry me?
But I can’t tell by the look in your eyes if you’d rather bury me
Well, I used to be charming and I used to be cool, whatever happened to me?
Now I feel like a boy that just dropped out of school
And now you’re running from me like the fire alarm
What if I said that I would give you my word and you could have my heart?
Would you accept or would you defect or would you say the choice is too hard?
You don’t have to say no, you don’t have to say yes, I wouldn’t expect any less
You were always unable to finish a game of chess
And now you’re thinking that I’m simply your pawn
I don’t know what to tell you if you came back my way, would you say hello?
Or would you pretend to have never met me, if so that’s just the way that it goes
Cause I used to be handsome and used to be lean, I was sharp as a tack
But this yearning for me you never had any knack
And now you’re talking like a farmer saying get off my lawn
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