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This Broken Heart
04:05
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Just take it from the top
It seems we're cornered, and we can't go back again
My laws are changing and your words are running wild
Like the ink from a fountain pen
I can't believe we reached the end,
I always figured we'd turn around
These little moments are far too much for me
Oh my. . .
CHORUS:
I can't agree with
I can't agree with what I'm feeling
Through this broken heart of mine
You can't believe it
You won't believe that what you're hearing
Is this broken heart of mine
And yet again, I return to the moments
When we had so much to say
And how those words can be lost on the lips
Of the man who walked away
You pour a pot of coffee
And tell me about a boy you met today
These little moments are far too much for me
Oh my
Wait for the train to arrive
Grab your coat,
And wave good-bye
It goes on through the night
CHORUS
Don't push, don't fall
Don't scale the wall
Don't run, don't choke
We're all in on the joke
And don't forget me
You won't forget these words I'm saying
Through this broken heart of mine
You can't believe it
You won't believe that what you're hearing
Is this broken heart,
Broken heart of mine
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I grew my beard back for you, dammit
I wore the shirts that I thought you would like
I tried to make a big impression
So you would let me take you home at night
I wrote a book of new credentials
I shone 'em bright so I thought you could see
I never thought you'd find another man in time
And then you found somebody just like me
Here I go. . .
I bet you think he's really funny
I bet you think he's the cream of the crop
Some kind of hard luck Cassanova
You drew your cards, and you came out on top
But I have seen this guy in action
And I can tell you, he ain't nothin much
I know the way he plays, believe me when I say
It's nice to look, but you better not touch
Here I go. . .
Whoah whoah, it's gonna hit you hard babe
Whoah whoah, you're gonna wind up in the ditch
Whoah whoah, so don't come crying to me babe
You got your wish
So keep me out of this, bitch
Well, well, I grew my beard back for you, dammit
I figure at the very least, you'd admit
There coulda been something between us
Instead of all this platonic friend shit
But I suppose it doesn't matter
I guess it's never supposed to work out
So just go back to your street corner
I'll drop a nickel when I hear you shout
Here I go. . .
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3. |
One Of These Days
05:11
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If I were me, I would forget those things you said
And turn the clock back for a day
Let the music fill my head with empty thoughts,
And forget the things I want to say
But as it is, I am sitting in this dirty bar
Waiting for another show
Safe and sorry, and trying hard not to admit
That I will go where you tell me to go
Where you tell me to go
Turn to the left
Swing to the right
Dance like an angel frozen in flight
Oh, one of these days, I'll make it
Yes and one of these days, I'll make it baby. . .
If you were me, then I suppose you'd understand
How my world gets torn apart
I hear a voice, I see a quiver in your eyes
Little things that strike against my heart
But as it is, we can only make believe
Guess and check, like lovers do
Search through messages, and trails of unframed thought
Trying to find another hidden clue
To how I feel about you
Hands on the keys
Without a choice
The chords sing my soul when I lose my voice
Oh and one of these days, I'll make it
Yes and one of these days, I'll make it baby. . .
The spotlight is on,
The band takes its place
The crowd holds its breath as sound fills the space
Oh and one of these days, I'll make it
Yes and one of these days, I'll make it baby. . .
Turn to the left
Swing to the right
Hold on forever, this is your night
Oh and one of these days, I'll make it
Yes and one of these days, I'll make it baby. . .
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Stolen Statue
02:51
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But it doesn't really matter
Cuz one day the world will end
And the cheap circles around you
Are your true and dearest friends
You can call me what you will
I could call you, but I won't
Take another stolen statue from your wing
Sneaking out at 5 AM
It's another booty call
Feel the bumping and the grinding
And the pounding on the wall
Seems like all the world's awake
As you turn another Paige
Steal another stolen statue from the stage
Work it, move it, rock the boat
Run from the law and the cavalry tote
Steal it, smoke it, no surprise
There's fire in your eyes
Sneaking in at 2 PM
It's another Saturday
But it's not like you could change it, see
Some folks are built this way
You can call it what you will
I just call it fucking sick
Make another stolen statue play a trick
Pump it, dump it, call it again
You may need the number for God knows when
Screw him, clue him, turn him on
Cuz everything else is gone
As I sit and write this song,
You are talking on the phone
Everyone is fast asleep
Doggy's choking on a bone
For a time you were a friend,
But that wind has blown away
Throw another stolen statue in the grave
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Waterfront
05:13
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The things you say
Could be taken so many ways
Sometimes I find it hard to keep my head on straight
Just a wink or a smile,
And we're walking down the aisle
But when you speak, the words are never worth the wait
We are all just chasing cars
From the sidewalk looking in
On the tide
I'll take a picture if you make a funny face
But moments lost
Are a heavy burden crossed
With the belief that maybe we are tempting fate
I turn around
Turn my back against this town
There's nothing to it, you just shout your favorite line
And if they hear,
You can either disappear
Or face the chorus with a universal sign
We are all just kissing off
May our elders remain damned
To the truth
I offer up a hearty toast
There's roads ahead
But you might as well be dead
If you believe you can escape your haunted ghosts
Every night I turn away
From another lonely day
And you tell me I'm mistaken, and you beg for me to stay
But every night I turn away
She won't mind
She's been with you all the time
Go on and tell her all the troubles of the world
May evil dare
To let its reign be shared
With equal blessings, and the promises unfurled
She smiles and shuts her eyes
As the music on the radio
Creates a subtle soundtrack
To this brief moment in time
And a gentle sigh
Is her only reply
In her arms, you watch the sun fade from the sky
Every night I turn away
From another lonely day
And you tell me I'm mistaken, and you beg for me to stay
But every night I turn away
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Red Light
05:27
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Don't talk shit
Like there's no exit
A shining red light
Above the door
I'm near you
I know I hear you
But I don't know you
Anymore
You try to find me
By looking behind me
When I've been with you
All the way
So don't tell me
That you can help me
I'm not the one who
Turned away
It's not a question of listening now
I used to do that by choice
I cannot reach you when I'm whispering your name
And I no longer feel the need to raise my voice
There's not an answer to questions like this
There isn't even any choice
I shouted for you when the world went straight to hell
But I no longer feel the need to raise my voice
You got your new shoes
And your breakup blues
I don't need to help you
Find the door
So don't talk shit
I'm not gonna take it
I don't want you
Anymore
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Golden Day
03:35
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Where you go
What you say
What I've found, what we could be some day
Cross that line
There's nothin' to prove
The pieces are set, so baby make your move
Take me on
Don't be shy
I'm on fire and you're the reason why
You've got a dream
And I've got a plan
So don't be afraid, girl, to take my hand
We'll go on
We'll go on til the golden day is done
You see skies
I see stars
You know that these lines can only go so far
Truth be told
There's no doubt
I'm in love, honey, hear me out
We'll go on
We'll go on til the golden day is done
You know when I am near you
I don't have much to say
But it doesn't really matter
Anyway
And we'll walk on
Through the night
For nothin' I've done has ever felt so right
I've lost my mind
But I've won your heart
You know that these lines can only go so far
We'll go on
We'll go on til the golden day is done
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Ben Cook-Feltz Minneapolis, Minnesota
Iowa-raised, Minneapolis-based Ben Cook-Feltz is a singer, songwriter, drummer and keyboardist. Combining observational, sometimes quirky lyrics with melodies that hearken back to the 60′s and 70′s, he has been entertaining audiences throughout the Midwest as a dynamic performer, whether playing solo, with his full band, or backing some of the finest regional talent. ... more
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