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Away on the Wind
03:26
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Away on the wind we go
Away, Away
Away on the wind we go
Away
Pick it up, Pick it up
The ceiling thrusting thunder
Pick it up, Pick it up
Corridors are unencumbered
Get a running start
Before your scattered thoughts
Make all the calls
That’s gonna be the hardest part
Cause when you fly, you fall
You fly, you fall
In love
_____________________________
Oh I know know know
There's no need to go forward
Need to go back
Just hold where you go.
Had you really thought
You’d be better off
Letting yourself
Let you down
Let you down
___________________________
I heard you’ve been here before
And the rage of the storm
Is comforting
You’ve learned, that at its core
The wind only adds to the wing
So pick it up
Pick it up
Oh I know know know
There's no need to go forward
Need to go back
Just hold where you go.
Had you really thought
You’d be better off
Letting yourself
Let you down
Let you down
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2. |
Rivers and Ridgelines
04:04
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He takes the only seat, where the bar top ends
It’s as far away as he can be, and keep his social friends
It’s the way he hides
When he can’t escape these bright lights
He’s in his mind, half the time
Where the rivers and the ridgelines meet the sky.
There’s a trench of weeds, where the creek used to flow
And the river has found that staying underground will help it grow
It’s the way it hides
When the reservoir runs bone dry
But he knows where that water chose to burry down
Out of town
I stay inside my head
Lead by hope and doubt (It’s the way he hides)
But now I leave unsaid, (When you can’t escape
These bright lights)
All the words I can’t get out
And all the things I hoped for (you are)
And all I ever need
Is buried, buried beneath.
It’s all we can see, on the wall of the cave
It’s as real to you, and real to me
As the light of day
It’s the way we hide
When we let our fear divide, Oh
We’re in our mind, half the time
Where the rivers and the ridgelines
Meet the sky
I stay inside my head
Lead by hope and doubt (It’s the way he hides)
But now I leave unsaid, (When you can’t escape
These bright lights)
All the words I can’t get out
And all the things I hoped for (you are)
And all I ever need *BOTH
Is buried, buried beneath.
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3. |
The Avenues
03:30
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Winter Grain Los Angeles, California
Folk pop group from Salt Lake City, UT formed in early 2017. They recorded with Grammy award winner Ryan Hadlock (The Lumineers, Vance Joy) at Bear Creek Studio, Seattle, WA. The five songs were crafted with Taylor Carroll (Phillip Phillips drummer) sitting at the board. ... more
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