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Well the plane might crash so you grab your seat
Clutching underwater dreams that make you feel so cool
And you clear your throat to get it out
You almost feel the need to shout, but look who fears a fool
Do you hear hammering?
Do you hear hammering?
Do you hear hammering?
Do you hear hammering?
Well it's all a mystery, you know
You found the answer long ago, do you think that it's enough?
And you're upside down in a gleaming box
Settling into sagging thoughts, do you think it's getting tough?
Do you hear hammering?
Do you hear hammering?
Do you hear hammering?
Do you hear hammering?
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Too small to seem young
Too afraid to seem scared
Not too good at being a fool
When suddenly, what you see, is all that's there
White coated minds play
White violet eyes look away
White capped guys have lots to say
The sound of hands, footsteps and plans
And days decay away, the backward glance is not forgotten
You turn your eyes away, cause you're scared
But I'm not there
I'm not there
I'm not there
I'm not there
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Stephen
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Stephen was a man who painted business signs
He lived, brush in hand, tracing endless lines
And when he cried, his god did sleep
And when he died, his wife did weep
Easter was the time when he thought he'd rise
He put his brush down, then he closed his eyes
And then he cried, he was awake
And when he died for goodness sake
Stephen sold his brush, then he sold his eyes
But he kept his soul, and it grew by and by
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It's golden sight
It's Jesus bright
It's the thread on your coat
It's the hole in your boat
And you stare
(And you know that it's real)
And you stare
(And you know what you feel)
And you stare
(And you know that it's real)
And you stare
(And you know what you feel)
It's what you are
Letter openin'
Words are creeping in and it's sinking in and you're sinking in
You stare
(And you know that it's real)
And you stare
(And you know what you feel)
And you stare
(And you know that it's real)
And you stare
(And you know what you feel)
And it's there
It's there
It's there
It's there
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If all the numbers shone, frightening in the sky
And all the world was stone, I'd find you when I try
If everything can grow, everything can die
The sun can warm the stone, the day can last a while
If we could dig a hole, where all our words were dry
We'd cry until we know the moon can fill the sky
The numbers blurred and slowed, I dreamt with opened eyes
And all the world was morning, until it all goes by
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Michael Droske Texarkana, Texas
Mike Droske is a songwriter and multi-instrumentalist who wants to reach deep into the dust of 60s psychedelia, throw it across an afternoon sunbeam, and diffuse laser light through it. I currently am building a self-sufficient homestead in Texas where I can record music with my friends & family and explore how to live and create in a better world. ... more
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