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Traveler
04:22
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I was in mourning
For nothing important
Except being broke and alone
And miles from home
As much as I had one
I reckoned I’d sleep in in the park
Make friends with the dark
But I walked past a bar
And you saw my guitar
And said “How ‘bout you play us a song?”
Without skipping a beat
I stepped off the street
Opened my case
And looked at your face
As inside my heart raced
I figured I’d play the one
Where I play the hurt guy
Missing the girl that he knew
The one that I figured
Might mean something
To someone like you
And you found a pulse
Where there had been none
But baby before we’d begun
We were done
Cause love has a life of its own
Travels along and it’s gone
Twenty-four hours of love
Is better than none
But losing it hurts every time
No matter how long
You had your run
As your head spins about
Try not to think about
Tomorrow morning
Without warning you find yourself
Turning and walking away
At the break of the day
In the stillness of dawn
And you made a home
Where there had been none
But baby, we’re both on the board
Like two pawns
Cause love has a life of its own
Makes its move and moves on
Love is like fire, it burns
We all get our turn
And whatever we earn
And hope that we’ve learned
But being afraid of the hurt
Is just no way to live
You love, you forgive
Be happy you did what you did
We love when we give
And you were my own
For only a moment
But I was still there
Even though I’d flown home
Cause love has a life of its own
Yeah love keeps on moving along
You made a home
Where there had been none
But honey, before we’d begun
We were done
Cause love has a life of its own
Buries your heart and its gone
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State of Doubt
04:25
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I'm ordinary
Not much to speak of
Not a lot I want to prove
But I have known what it is like
To find a real love
And what that's like to lose
You haven't seen me
In anything on TV
No I'm no one that you know
And I'm not sure that I can be
The type you call your trophy
But I'd never let you go
I'm ordinary
But just in reach of
And I guess I see it now
Honey you had every reason
Anybody can conceive of
To turn and take your bow
You were in a state of doubt
You wanna get the fuck right out
When you question the intentions
That's the moment to go
Got no reputation
No one to speak up
But if you think you could forgive
Well I can promise that
The love I have is enough
Baby it's infinite
And you were trying to warm your hurt
Burning all of my self worth
All the things I couldn't see then
Everything I now know
And we were in a state of doubt
We wanna get the hell right out
When you question the intentions
That's the moment to go
This time
No, never gonna let you go this time
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King Commoner Los Angeles, California
Americana with electronica, made in LA.
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