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This Time
04:24
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It always starts out the same way
Like it’s the one I’ve been always waiting for
How long before it just ends up the same?
And I’m to blame
Are we really heading that way?
Don’t think I’m ready to go through it all again
I’m going to have to find a way to get it right
At least I’ll try
Hold tight, we’re in for ride
We’ve got something special and I’m not going to quit this time
I’ll work hard to make it different than before
Cause this time, this time it’d better be forever
I always stumble at the last step
Never really sure I trusted in myself
Does my life make sense looking in reverse?
Or am I cursed?
Hold tight, we’re in for ride
We’ve got something special and I’m not going to quit this time
I’ll work hard to make it different than before
Cause this time, this time it’d better be forever
Hold tight, we’re in for ride
We’ve got something special and I’m not going to quit this time
I’ll work hard to make it different than before
Cause this time, this time it’d better be forever
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2. |
Dear Greens And Blues
06:07
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Dear Greens and Blues, I watch from the window
As the fighting ensues, I’m here taking sides
A Duke with a cone on his head
Is ushering drunks back to bed
Immune to the wind and the cold
Angels of marble and stone
It rains all the time so we can’t see the stars
We’re wandering streets, we’re fighting in bars
Scarves of all colours line where the living last roamed
It may not be much to look at but it’s the place I call my home
Dear Greens and Blues, in the heart of this town
Authority gathers, here to keep us in line
The girl that I love wakes at dusk
Monotonous days spent at work
I brave the rush hour traffic
To get back to you
The subway’s the route and the map of your drinking
Graffiti on trains is like critical thinking
The jungle’s alive with philosophers singing out poems
It may not be much to look at but it’s the place I call my home
Dear Greens & Blues, we bid you good morning
The beautiful lines of the city draw out the shape of my heart
It rains all the time so we can’t see the stars
We’re wandering streets, we’re fighting in bars
Scarves of all colours line where the living last roamed
The subway’s the route and the map of your drinking
Graffiti on trains is like critical thinking
The jungle’s alive with philosophers singing out poems
It may not be much to look at but it’s the place I call my home
The bird that won’t fly, the fish that won’t swim
The tree that won’t grow, the bell that won’t ring
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3. |
See You In The Next Life
03:35
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I plan to take all of my money
I plan to take all of my clothes
You can keep what’s left
It’s hidden in a place nobody knows
If I don’t make it out on time
You can see it on the news tonight
And if I don’t make it out alive
I’ll see you in the next life
I’m going to keep all my appointments
I’m going to keep all of my cars
And you might see my name carved into a famous boulevard
If I don’t make it out on time
It’s all right, I’m on the devil’s side
And if I don’t make it out alive
I’ll see you in the next life
ah aaaa
If you find out all my secrets
If you round up all my friends
It’s you that built me up
And you that pulled me right back down again
If I don’t make it out on time
It’s all right, I’m on the devil’s side
And if I don’t make it out alive
I’ll see you in the next life
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4. |
Forgive
04:13
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Forgive my forgetful mind
And its ability to remember the past and present time
Forgive all those thoughts loved and lost for me
Forgive my stupidity
and lack of knowledge about things that haven’t reached me yet
Forgive my pretending
which comes from feelings of inadequacy and pain
Forgive my lack of height
It’s an inherent feature of mine
Forgive my attention to detail and willingness to be
The ever-present mediator
Forgive, forgive, forgive, forgive
If everything in this world was as good as could be
I’d have no problem just you and me
If everything in this world was as good as could be
I’d have no problem just you and me
Forgive my hate of the inconsequential
delivered by propaganda.
Forgive my ugliness
because of an overweight torso and lack of strength.
Forgive my lack of height
It’s an inherent feature of mine
Forgive my attention to detail and willingness to be
The ever-present mediator
Forgive, forgive, forgive, forgive
If everything in this world was as good as could be
I’d have no problem just you and me
If everything in this world was as good as could be
I’d have no problem just you and me
Elected worst character, I’m just an amateur
trying to empress your father there is no hope for me
CH x 2
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Trade
07:35
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Did you always know we’d get here
At this dead end in the road
Could this really be a plan that’s of your making
Just a contract that you wrote
You knew the way, you had it made
Too young to be stripped of all that comes with this perfect charade
Now I’ve had a good life, so I’ll gladly trade with you
Can we start a conversation?
Make a deal, we could agree
I just might have some vital information
One last hope to make you see
You’ll never love, like I have loved
The hope and the pain, the loss and the gain, the heaven above
Now I’ve had a good life, so I’ll gladly trade with you
I’m not on my knees, not making a plea
It’s too soon to go, there’s things you don’t know,
There’s so much to see
Now I’ve had a good life, I’ve had the best time
Yes, I got the breaks, they’re all my mistakes, I’m finally free
I’ve had a good life, so I’ll gladly trade with you
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Bison Hip Glasgow, UK
The ethos is clear: real musicians, real instruments, culminating in a unique blues rock sound with real-life stories. With the release of their New album 'Welcome To The Rest Of Your Life', Bison Hip have hit the ground running yet again. We’re on our way up, although one or two of us may need a stairlift to get us there!” ... more
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