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Taller
04:29
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Follow the sound through an open door.
Make your mark so you can make your way out to the shore.
There's no smile, no blushing in your cheek.
The royalty isn't even wearing anything.
You were wrong.
Lost in a world where everything belongs,
you've grown taller.
Where is it greener?
Where is it greener?
Focus your eyes on this side.
Follow the sound away from home.
But until then, you will never need to be alone.
There's no smile, no humor in the pose.
The royalty isn't even wearing any clothes.
You got lost.
Dried the ink before you wrote the note.
Nebraska kids on California coke.
You've grown taller.
Where is it greener?
Where is it greener?
Focus your eyes on this side.
There's another way into the water.
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The Modern Age
02:31
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State your case in expressions of the modern age.
Weren't we born the same?
Without a word, given a name.
Born and raised in a mother's love, a father's grace,
A nature cut away.
A perfect love from womb to grave.
Perfect words to mistranslate.
State your case. It's a lonely thought, a somber phrase.
An endless argument
to bless the ground and set your face.
Dig your heels in for the modern age.
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The Weaker Tide
04:18
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We were younger when I took your word
and made it a place that's as safe as a place can be.
We were younger in the older days,
looking for love in the comfort of mystery.
Now I understand you.
I cannot fight for us
if everything turns to dust.
We were stronger in the weaker tide.
There was an ease to the steadily shifting ground.
But the earth, ever gaining speed from under my feet.
Can't you pull? Can't you pull with me?
Now I understand you.
I cannot fight for us
if everything turns to dust.
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Time Won't Believe Us
04:00
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Our love is taking it slow.
Our love is the end of a lonely road.
This life is long enough. Don't leave me alone.
Our days are as long as we want.
Our days can end with the morning sun.
And when it comes rising up, we'll turn back the clock.
Time won't believe us.
Time won't believe us, but it's true.
I'm taking my chances on you.
Our love has miles to go.
Our love can take what the world has thrown.
And when it's just the two of us, it can't help but grow.
Time won't believe us.
Time won't believe us, but it's true.
I'm taking my chances on you.
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Keep Waiting
02:57
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Squeezing you tightly, counting your regular heartbeats.
Taking your pulse: a constant reminder
of our anniversary.
You say "Days slip by too fast for me."
Changing your diet, trying to preserve the memories
of building a house, raising up children,
leaving a legacy.
If a century can pass, then the days slip by too fast.
And so we keep waiting for the right time.
Waiting for the right time.
Waiting for a time that never comes.
Send all the pages to your beneficiary.
Give it a name and we'll give you some shelf space
at the local library.
If the first will be the last, then the days slip by too fast.
And so we keep waiting for the right time.
Waiting for the right time.
Waiting for a time that never comes.
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Fight Of My Life
03:21
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Can we say I'm in the fight of my life for you?
Can we say I'm in the fight of my life for you?
Won't you please make it easy on me?
Won't you please make it easier?
Is there time to start again?
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Time And Tide
03:18
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Time and Tide.
What are you waiting for?
It could be a lifetime 'til I'm longer on courage
or shorter on sympathy.
But it's a price that I'm not willing to pay.
Time and Tide.
You were never the enemy.
We were caught in your undertow where we'd take a beating,
but at least we'd be moving on.
Finding our footing in the push and the pull of growing.
You'll never be anchored in the things you know.
You'll never be anchored in a lack of hope.
But I'll never come back. I'll never come back.
I'll never.
Time and Tide.
Why can't you belong to me
so I could dictate your every movement
regardless of consequence?
We need a short-term solution for loss of movement.
You'll never be anchored in the things you know.
You'll never be anchored in a lack of hope.
But I'll never come back. I'll never come back.
I'll never.
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John Benda Lawrence, Kansas
John Benda is a rock/punk drummer turned sometimes singer/songwriter. He lives in Lawrence, Kansas and is quite pleased with that fact.
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