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Shifting Candlelight
04:38
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sometimes when i'm driving
i think about swerving on the wrong side
i don't know why
a schoolbus full of children
whizzes by as i've been completely petrified
afraid to realize
that the road i travel
is not as long as i've thought
and fragile
i don't wanna die
i just wanna know what it's like
on the otherside
lay me down inside
the burning heart of god
like a lullaby
cause it's all a lie
i'm just shifting candlelight
moments in the valley
are monuments i'll carry
my whole life
silience takes me away like a kite
calling to the saddle
whiplash is an arrow
speeding through time
and the road i travel
is dark and narrow
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2. |
Puttin' It Off
03:52
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Nina’s in the back with her mind made up
we should get to heaven with a little luck
57 chevy or a pickup truck
just keep me on top, keep me on top
I was never good at playin rainbow road
cheap thrills are boughten and cheap thrills are sold
moving like molasses in the afternoon
me and my girl will get to heaven soon
but I keep putting, putting it off
pour a glass of wine and let the universe
take its damn time with the human curse
fables are forgotten feeble and rehearsed
digging that dirt, digging that dirt
angels and devils in a hurricane
washing me clean of every sin I’ve made
Hollywood’s calling every ball and chain
try to keep sane, try to keep sane
but I keep putting, putting it off
do we ever make it to kingdom come
with all that I’ve done its not enough
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3. |
I Don't Mind
02:49
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That's my baby, sitting on the couch
talking bout yoga, undoing her blouse
she's emotional and I'm okay with that
like a flower she gets away with it
I've got friends and I've got enemies
turns out, they both got ahead of me
mono a mono, head in my hands
oh, the things that i cant comprehend
chewing it over again and again
then I remember we'll al be dust
so I don't mind, it too much
call me up and riddle me good
my daddy's in the shop while momma gets wood
we're a long way now from the neighborhood and that supper bell
homemade sins and breakaway lambs
I've got my sights, set on Japan
like an eagle i'll fly to the top of the charts at last
or maybe my moments passed
then i remember it's just dumb luck
so I don't mind, it too much
so what's the big takeaway here you ask
well it feels like I've been yappin' my best
but I don't have much left, that ain't been said
except we'll all be dead
like rocks and such
and I don't mind, it too much
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4. |
Cutting You Loose
03:22
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It really shows, you dont know me at all
im tired of feeling two feet small
i gave a chance, for you to come around
but you painted all in red across the town
through all our ups and downs
I got the news
you've been talkin' to who knows who
im cutting you loose
im cutting you loose
thats some nerve of you
you threw me under the bus my dude
im cutting you loose
im cutting you
right out of this
i had to put an end
to all those nasty things you said
i had your back
when did you have mine
you took a blade and twisted it in my spine
at least ive got my peace of mind
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5. |
Graveyard
03:41
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Im shocked how could you be so cold
And then pretend like you don’t know
Wish I could move on down the road
Wish I could turn away
I search for hope theres not a trace
Whats behind that empty gaze
Its like your lost in outer space
Like you don’t feel a thing
You build me up, you broke me down
Ive been a fool for sticking around
You put up a fence to keep me out
I should’ve known from the start
Im not surprised this fell apart
I bet you have a graveyard full of hearts
Still find it so hard to believe
That you could care less if I leave
I guess that im not what you need
That’s hard for me to say
I just cant take it anymore
Theres not enough here to fight for
You never loved me like before
Cant even look me in the eyes
wish I could walk away
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6. |
John Wayne
03:10
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Every day in autumn, is a lonely spell
when your heart goes missing, at John Wayne's motel
in the not far distance, I can see the view
surely I'll be better, all because of you
say ooh, say I'm so tired of being my worst
that I'm putting love first
Think we gravitated, I have payed my dues
all the time that's wasted, chasing avenues
I don't need the money, or a golden key
I have found an answer, right in front of me
she say ooh, I say I'm so tired of being my worst
that I'm putting love first
wasn't made for television
this wasn't made for masquerades
you are all I ever wanted
now say
ooh, say I'm so tired of being my worst
that I'm putting love first
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7. |
California
03:48
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Moving to California's dancing round my head
Where All of the saints and sinners walk among the dead
Think of all the pretty beaches, lazy peaches lounging in the sand
Think I’m going to California to play my cowboy hand
Babe I’m moving to California and you won’t stop this train
I afraid of losing love but love ain’t worth the pain
I've been down that road before I know how this one goes and still I’ll say
Yep I’m moving to California to pave my own damn way
I’ve lost before
So I know what I’m in for
I’ll make stand
risk everything
Instead of rolling on the floor
I'll be, you'll see
I'm done with the changing leaves
no name streets
same old small town drag
I'm moving to California and I ain't coming back
Stepping on moonlit tracks and muddy water banks
Tripping out on LSD my buddy lost his brain
Think I’m better off without one night in that old place cuz I’m doin ok
Man I’m moving to California I hope you’ll do the same
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driftin' along with the tumbling
driftin' along
singing cowboy songs
dreaming of some,
destiny
paying my dues
ain't easy it proves
that a willow won't grow
instantly
over mountains and under valleys are
defining moments in life
i've been wishing on a shooting star
but don't see an end in sight
and bright eyes are bound to burn out over time
until sooner or later
you arrive
rolling a spliff
i keep throwing big fits
but moaning won't conquer
my fears
lately i'm hit
with a feeling like i should give in
but i keep pushing for
next year
hours and hours
hours and hours
i'm tired of complaining in ivory
hours and hours
hours and hours
i'm not gonna waste all of my power
drifting along
singing my song
believing that I
can be free
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9. |
Fire Away
03:00
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were you acting all along
just to hide all your emotions
i can see it in your eyes
you think you're better than me, right?
let's just call it truth
i don't need to know your motives
wouldn't want to be accused when your scope is outta focus
how did it end up like this
are you gonna just shoot me down then well,
my mistake just,
fire away
you can hide behind a screen
but do you see your own reflection
does it make you feel complete when you teach someone a lesson
all we are
is pure possibility
but your attitudes killing me
how did it end up like this
are you gonna just shoot me down then well,
my mistake
give me a break, or just
fire away
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10. |
Party in the Valley
03:47
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When I wake up in the morning every part of me's dead
pull me out bed
fix my coffee hit the lighter and roll over again
is it ever gonna end
well there's wind blowing in my hair
flowers on the guarder rail
sometimes feeling innocent
mona lisa in a benz
pick me up and drop me off
i could never learn to bend
but im softening
ive been in a spell
feeling overwhelmed
drowning in the light
its alright, its alright
well i guess i should get over my self
its not like you could help
quick there's a party in the valley i think we should attend
they said to bring your friends well
i still ignore the signs
mad about the candle light
tell me im not acting right
speeding on a stormy night
tears falling into rain
something to disguise the pain
till theres nothing left to face
ive been in a spell
feeling overwhelmed
drown in the light
its alright, its alright
its alright its alright
it's all gone
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11. |
Shadows
03:10
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how come everybody's blowing by
look at all the dust they're letting fly
like a full blown western
I'm still a kid in a painted sky
and I'm always stuck down on my mind
it's fine
cause I'm right
on time
so let the shadows fall behind
I was born a dreamer so i pray
for the lord to take me there someday
i can almost taste it
i can nearly touch what's mine
but the road is crowded and unkind
i don't
want to
die before i lie
naked in your light
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12. |
Crashing in the Ocean
03:58
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hold me down
and break me in
i am dust
fading skin
and when i die
don't forget
I'm just
crashing in the ocean
of everything
all my life
been facing it
opened eyes
will let you in
so when you die
i won't forget
you're just
crashing in the ocean
of everything
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13. |
Chrysanthemum Cowgirl
03:19
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Chrysanthemum cowgirl
oh your beauty is unmatched
i'm a cabbage in a patch
waiting to tip his dusty hat
I'll give ya my whole world
from the palm of my weathered hand
i'm a fool to understand
do i deserve such fertile land
Chrysanthemum cowgirl
i've made it through the desert night
it's a double sided knife
learning loss has taught me life
let it all unfurl
cause there's no turning back
take that load from off your back
we can saddle up at last
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when i die, give me a miller lite
im alright
catch ya on the morning drive
dont let it win
life can be a son of a bitch
when you keep being pulled in different
directions always do what feels right
stay away, count your cards everyday
if you've got hell to pay
get on your knees and pray
sometimes it ends up that way
but you keep pushing till you've got nothing left
in the end you always do what feels right
nothing feels right
i cant help myself
weaving in and out
do what feels right
nothing feels right
you can call me out
i wont pick a fight
do what feels right
ive been sleep walking
but im holding on
even though you're gone
in the end you taught me do what feels right
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Matt Moody Los Angeles, California
Cleveland, OH born and Los Angeles based singer-songwriter Matt Moody writes songs that meet somewhere between rust belt grit, western tropes and vulnerable melancholia. A prolific songwriter at 29, Moody's journey thus far has landed him on notable stages such as The Hotel Cafe and Bonnaroo - as a member of indie folk-rock outfit “Wax Owls”. ... more
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