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  • A Bo-Word
  • A Boy With His Heart
    A boy with his heart Barzin A table's turn The light's alone The road reach is far An this is hope A boy with his heart He carries no name He hasn't solved t...
  • Acoustic Guitar Phase
    Good sons, who needs them We'll never run the show Just can't fake We just can't fake it, no But what, what about all of our/the (dough?) Maybe someday Maybe so...
  • Autumn And Moon
    Autumn and moon When will you come? To take me Far away from me Autumn and moon All night long All these lovers are Out in the streets It's the autumn call In...
  • Building A House
    All the broken plans That you are holding in your hands You are so much older now You are so much older now Are you building a house to hold A nowhere man Are ...
  • Cruel Sea
    I am placed in between A day that sings and sings And my own wrong streets Rain all this week The need the need to speak To make something new Waves in the san...
  • Let's Go Driving
    Here is the one I think I'll follow Here is my life My life in rooms Taking notes for myself Of all the things to not become So let's go from now Someplace far...
  • Look What Love Has Turned Us Into
    We're strangers and we're ugly 'cause we've lost so very much Slip your tongue now slip your beauty inside this very heart When everyone is sleeping I'll come a...
  • Morning Doubts
    Evening comes Comes through my window Stays all night On my tongue And I like the way These autumn evenings Wrap so slowly Around my thoughts Maybe now A perf...
  • Pale Blue Eyes
    Pale blue eyes In search of flight You do not know How hard you will fall How hard you will fall Give one kiss For these empty lips Before you go To your broke...
  • Past All Concerns
    Over your face Your pretty hair That's how you came That's how you came I saw you there Past all concerns And I asked for you I asked for you I followed you T...
  • So Much Time to Call My Own
    Traveling through the wrong side of the week I tried to find a place that was somewhere in between But I wasted time in a room with all my needs And craved like...
  • Soft Summer Girls
    I stole all her letters I stole all those poems They belong to a girl I used to know There's still music On Queen Street Where all the young girls go I would ra...
  • Words Tangled In Blue
    Words tangled in blue and I thought about you Words tangled in blue what a mess all because of you Words tangled in blue I wrote them down but I didn't send the...