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Burning Haystacks
03:13
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It's better the devil you know
To the new one at your door
I've waited all this time to say I'm addicted too
I moved out of the house
to the chicken shack below
The trees keep me up at night
When the wind blows
I took all the words that I wrote
Because I wanted to tell everyone
That I built up a world for me
For me and no one else
The people I stumbled upon
Took me along for the night
To sit and watch the haystacks burn
Now I was having fun
It reminds me of my time away
Or some forgotten nobility
Letting the dog off the chain
Or the way your tongue it moves for me
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Illusions
05:11
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I've taken my time with all of the secrets that you breathe
and I know that we hide away from the people who can't see
You take illusion and put them in motion
Now I can't hide, anymore
No I can't hide, anymore
It takes emotion to open up that door
You said as you cry, as you cry
The moon came rising as the sun went down as before
And I recognized your eyes, your eyes
It's a basic ritual
A basic ritual that I see, between us
It's a basic ritual
A basic ritual that I see, before us
Now I've taken my time with all of the places that you go
We slept on beaches took what we needed as you drew
In the sand with the back of your hand
Now I can't hide, anymore
No I can't hide, anymore
It takes emotion to open up that door
You said as you cry, as you cry
The moon came rising as the sun went down as before
And I recognized your eyes, your eyes
It's a basic ritual
A basic ritual that I see, between us
It's a basic ritual
A basic ritual that's complete, between us
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The Muddy Maid Blues
04:57
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How I've tried to get myself out alive
But I knew that it wasn't easy this time!
And what's worse, the sweat that's in my eye
And all the people laughing down from on high
From on high
Then the maid who fell and tore her dress
With her fists raised up to the sky
There I found you, brushing off the dirt
There I suggested that you followed I
Followed I
As we went we came, to no surprise
Just a young man of 25
In his hand, half of a 10 dollar bill
Saved from a mob with intention to kill
He won't stand in a town that's shaking him down
So he walked on with the maid and I
Well, soon enough we know
That door is gonna open wide
Where money is no good
And the fruit falls from the vine
And into our hands
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Used to Be
02:51
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Used to be when you felt bad, I felt good
That ain't the way that it should be, I don't think so
Now when you feel bad, I feel bad as well
I don't feel like I'm going to hell anymore
No more wonder, much less tears or spoken words
You sing more like the morning birds than what you used to do
Now I know, it won't be long until you're off the phone
And I'll have to pretend that I wasn't listening
To the plans that you made and how
How you left me out to a world
That is drifting
What I need is the sunshine on my knees
That's the kind of love I need
What I'm missing I can find it in the sea
That's the kind of love I need
Used to be when you felt bad, I felt good
That ain't the way that it should be, I don't think so
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It's better the devil you know
To the new one at your door
I've waited all this time to say I'm addicted too
I moved out of the house
to the chicken shack below
The trees keep me up at night
When the wind blows
I took all the words that I wrote
Because I wanted to tell everyone
That I built up a world for me
For me and no one else
The people I stumbled upon
Took me along for the night
To sit and watch the haystacks burn
Now I was having fun
It reminds me of my time away
Or some forgotten nobility
Letting the dog off the chain
Or the way your tongue it moves for me
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Bim Tyler Los Angeles, California
Songwriter from New England
Booking/Contact postman4tg@gmail.com
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