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We’ll I’m back in town
I’ve been lost and found
Lord I got a little high just lookin at the sky
Now I’m floating with the clouds
That’s when I saw you there
Flowers in your hair
Oh you looked so neat just walking down the street
Without a single care
Oh stop stop stop
Where you gotta be?
Just take your time and ease your mind
Walk a little longer with me
I said stop stop stop
Where you gotta be?
Just take your time and ease your mind
Walk a little longer with me
Oh I couldn’t eat
No I couldn’t sleep
Woah I got so high just lookin at the sky
I didn’t ever wanna come down
But I saw you there
You were floatin on air
Woah take my hand I got a plan
That’ll take us far from here
So stop stop stop
Where you gotta be
Just take your time and ease your mind
Walk a little longer with me
Stop stop stop
Where you gotta be
Just take your time and ease your mind
Walk a little longer with me
I’m back in town
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Worn and weary
An old man rests his head in the shade
Spent his whole life waiting
For things to go his way
Always getting caught up
In the whys and the hows
Never taking the time
To really stop, look around and see
Oh what it's all about
Wise and wide-eyed
Sits a bum in the sand
Got his head cocked back
And a smile in his hand
He's feeling alright
Doesn't have time to frown
If you ask him what's up
He'll tell you what's going down, He'll say
Oh he'll tell you
Don't mind me
I'm just out here having a good time
Come and see
Everything's fine out in the High Tide
Wasted and Wonderous
A loner walks down along the shore
Has nothing to carry
But he's never really wanted much more
He's feeling alright
Can't keep him down
If you push him over
He'll just get up, turn around and say
Oh he'll tell you
Don't mind me
I'm just out here having a good time
Come and see
Everything's fine out in the High Tide
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I was walking down the street the other day through Williamsburg
Listening to the sounds of the streets and songs of the birds
When I heard some people talking about their day
Something about a break-up and who's to blame
Must have been a rough one, they broke up over text
Didn't sit right with her and now he's her ex
Oh you're doing too much
Take your time
You're doing too much
Everything's gonna be just fine
I stopped in a bar afterwards to grab a beer
The waiter was tall and lanky he was grinning from ear to ear
Made a good offer though and he sold it well
So I got something heavy because what the hell
I said "Hey waiter, this gluten free?"
He just turned around and he winked at me
Oh you're doing too much
Take your time
You're doing too much
Everything's gonna be just fine
Strutting down the street in your designer clothes
Burberry glasses on, milano coat
You're going to the same old bars every week
Spittin the same old lines to every girl you meet
Oh you're doing too much
Take your time
You're doing too much
Everything's gonna be just fine
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I was waiting
Oh hesitating
Didn’t know what to do
You were singing
Or maybe I was dreaming
Either way I gotta get to you
You got me dreaming in blue
You got me dreaming in blue
I was hazy
Feeling kinda lazy
But now I’m doin just fine
Let’s go walk and
Get down to talking
I don’t wanna waste your sweet time
You got me dreaming in blue
You got me dreaming in blue
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I'm driving up the coast
Got Dali Lama in the front seat
We're chasing down the ghosts
That have been chasing me in my sleep
The road goes on and on
It stretches out for days
Sun is beating down
Got me stuck in that old haze
Oh stuck in that old haze
Oh stuck in my old ways
Ah I'm on the road to nowhere
Just hoping that maybe it'll get off somewhere
I'm driving down south
Got Jesus in the trunk
Don't know how he got there
Heard he got himself stuck in a little funk
The road goes on and on
It stretches out for days
Sun is beating down
Got me stuck in that old haze
Oh stuck in that old haze
Oh stuck in my old ways
Ah I'm on the road to nowhere
Just hoping that maybe it'll get off somewhere
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Are you lookin down, lookin out, lookin back, looking in?
Do you feel like you're stuck in the same old place you’ve always been?
As the light on the wall slowly falls into your hand
You realize summer’s gone so long
Or did it ever begin?
Do your thoughts ignite restless nights oh tell me do you feel alone
Lights are on but everyone is gone, nobody’s home
Are you pacing floors or doing chores just trying to kill the time
Whichever way you go will you let me know if I cross your mind?
Ohh I’m hanging out
Ohh on the lawn
Ohh I’m hanging out
I’m holding on
Do you walk the streets to retreat from the thoughts that turn you cold?
Will you be alright on the nights when the summer winds refuse to blow
Are you feeling sad or are you glad?
Oh tell me if you have the time
Would you let me know whichever way you go? And if I cross your mind
Ohh I’m hanging out
Ohh on the lawn
Ohh I’m hanging out
I’m holding on
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Oh Mama - Live at Pianos
10:41
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It was around sundown
Thought I’d see my baby
Oh that desert town
Had me feelin crazy
I’d been too caught up
Stuck in my head
When a man pulled up
And I laid him dead
Oh Mama
I hear the Train
Whistle’s blowin
It echoes through my brain
And oh Daddy
Make it known
Tell everyone
I'm not coming home
Been on my own
Maybe three weeks
I’ve been sleepin on the ground
Maybe I’m in too deep
The devils been around
And he wants to lend a hand
Says he’ll take me home
How do I withstand?
Oh Mama
I hear the Train
Whistle’s blowin
It echoes through my brain
And oh Daddy
Make it known
Tell everyone
I'm not coming home
And I dream
And I wake
And I cry
And I dream
And I wake
And I cry
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Lord Almighty
I feel my temperature rising
Higher and higher
It's burning through to my soul
Girl, girl, girl, you gonna set me on fire
My brain is flaming
I don't know which way to go
Your kisses lift me higher
Like the sweet song of a choir
You light my morning sky
With burning love
Ooh-ooh-ooh
I feel my temperature rising
Help me, I'm flaming
I must be a hundred and nine
Burning, burning, burning
And nothing can cool me
I just might turn into smoke
But I feel fine
Cause your kisses lift me higher
Like a sweet song of a choir
And you light my morning sky
With morning love
It's coming closer
The flames are now licking my body
Won't you help me
Feel like I'm slipping away
It's hard to breath
And my chest is a-heaving
Lord, have mercy
I'm burning the hole where I lay
Your kisses lift me higher
Like the sweet song of a choir
You light my morning sky with burning love
With burning love
I'm just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
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Lyrics - Ethan Fields
Music - Ethan Fields
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Hello, hello, hello
How are you?
Let's go, let's go, let's go
Step out into
Into the summer rain
Don't let it break you down
Into the summer rain
Let it ornate the crown
Look high, look high, look high
Way above the clouds
We'll fly we'll fly we'll fly
Til we can't be found
Into that summer rain
We'll disappear
In that summer rain
All will be clear
Hello, hello, hello
How are you?
Let's go, let's go, let's go
Step out into
Into the summer rain
Don't let it break you down
Into the summer rain
What's lost can be found
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