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All You Know of Me
02:37
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It happened again last night
Left all the lights upright
It happened again last night
Left all the lights upright
Passed the bottle ‘round
Put the money down
Passed the bottle ‘round
Put the money down
That’s all you know of me
That’s all you’ll ever see
That’s all you know of me
That’s all I’ll let you see
Time is a river bend
You’ll never go this way again
Time is a river bend
You’ll never go this way again
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Coin In My Pocket
03:07
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I keep my pointer and my thumb
On a coin in my pocket
Coin in my pocket, coin in my pocket
Giving me one thing I can hold on to
I don’t go searching for
A wishing well to drop it
Wishing well to drop it, wishing well to drop it
Holding it tight, for dear life
It’s changing colors with the seasons
Red, gold, and green
I don’t owe you any reasons
But I’ll show you what it means
And every morning I’m-a thinking
I’m a busy little bee
A busy little bee, a busy little bee
But every little thing is waiting on me
Before you know it all my plans
Just fall into my hands
Fall into my hands, fall into my hands
Don’t go buzzin’ around for what I need
It’s changing colors with the seasons
Red, gold, and green
I don’t owe you any reasons
But I’ll show you what it means
And if you want it for yourself
You know, I got one for ya
I got one for ya, I got one for ya
After all, mine was given to me
And when you feel the jingle jangle
Of the coin in your pocket
Coin in your pocket, coin in your pocket
Remember that there’s nothing more that you need
It’s changing colors with the seasons
Red, gold and green
You don’t owe me any reasons
You’ll know just what it means
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No Captain
03:18
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Nothing Has Changed
02:55
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Nothing has changed, I’ve been afraid since I arrived,
By no surprise
I’m made of bone, I’m made of stone,
I’m made of clay, I will decay,
I’m breaking down
I still remind myself of someone I despised,
Who saw the lessons ‘fore their eyes
Then pushed aside
Just to remain supposed blind to all they gave
Peace I found when I retreated for a rest
It’s not defeat, it’s just a play
This game of chess a reflection of
The best of all our ways
I am afraid to lay a claim on all I’ve failed to rearrange
To fit the mold of all I know that I should be
And how best to serve all that I meet
I run from God each time I take a shot
To numb the shame in having not
Come farther in my time
Which hinders further chance to shed more light
Ain’t it a shame that spirals swallow
All the chances I could borrow time and time again
To reinvent the lessons
I already understand
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