1. |
Weird Falcons
03:58
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I spy with my little eye
Weird Falcons in the sky
One two three
Four by four and two by two
If there were more than enough
Man, those falcons could be you
I’ve seen em inside of my dream
I’ve seen Vultures and things in the sky!
Oh, my Lord, my darlin’
How far we have fallen
Oh no, I don’t know what to do…
With you
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2. |
Little One
05:47
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Little one
You are stronger than you think
and my feelings for you are not black or white
they're pink!
I really dig it when you're true colors show
I'll have you know that I can't wait to watch you grow
I was born, born in paradise
every perfect moment seemed to happen twice
But it was never the location that I loved
You start to see that what's beneath is what's above
Little one
you are not so small to me
even if you feel just like a tiny fish
in a big bad sea
I really dig it when your true colors show
I'll have you know that I can't wait to watch you grow
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3. |
Unthink
03:25
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Thinkin’ about every
Thing I thought about before
Thinkin’ about every
Thing I thought about before
Why don’t we try and hold on
To those things that pass
Even though we know
They won’t last
There’s a part of you
That I watched die
But I’ll wake up in the mornin’ and I’ll still say hi
Oh God I can’t remember
How to play my guitar
Since when did moving fingers
Ever get so hard
Well I cannot remember
The last time that I laughed like that
It’s a foolish game we play
It’s a foolish, funny hat
You put on twice a week
I see you wear it once a month
Twice a day
Every second
Every moment of your life
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4. |
Howard's End
02:15
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Crazy’s not a line you cross
It’s a circle
That you run in
Love is not an accident
It’s a cloud
The shape of you
God is more than a concept
It’s a lock-step
With things
And people and places unknown
Space is just a construct
It’s there
to keep us safe
Lying isn’t easy
But I’m going down the drain
Clown keep track of my memories
And butterflies blow bubbles in my brain
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5. |
Woodland Stomp
06:06
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Oh sweet temptress of the Great Woodland
What will your hand deliver?
What will your hand bring me?
Brussled in gold and dandy-fire
From your depths
Oh, lady of the moon
Light
Twist your breast
To my head
Oh sweet, sweet scorpion
Woman, woman
Woman for me
Oh your sweet kiss left me a bleeder
Might I add you bruised your head
Head on the way down
Now she’s got me under her finger
And I’ve got her in my eye
Now she’s got me under her finger
Will this love be my demise?
Now we’re living inside of a secret
Will we dig our way to sky
Now she’s got me under her finger
Will this love be my demise?
Now she’s living inside of a secret
Will she dig her way to sky?
Now she’s got me under her finger
Will this love be my demise?
Now she’s got me under her finger…
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6. |
Sunlight and Rain
06:32
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I give you sunlight
And I bring you rain
Over the mountainside
And through the trees you came
To feast upon the
Maggots in my brain
I give you sunlight
And I bring you rain
I was walking
Through yesterday’s forest
I was kissing the ground
I was eating the berries and the leaves
That came from your crown
Why must I live in this way?
To give my soul away
Why must we live in these ways
To give our souls away
If I was a doctor
I’d give you pills
If I were a rich man
I’d pay your bills
If I was a doctor
I’d give you pills
If I were a rich man
I’d pay your bills
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7. |
Toy Soldiers
03:19
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Doo doo
Doo doo doo doo
Doo doo
Doo doo doo
(lather, rinse, repeat)
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Howard and the Nosebleeds Houston, Texas
Howard is Preston Dow on guitar and vocals, Victor Sanchez on drums, and Wyatt Mann on bass. Howard is all things. We have come to provide you with a psychedelic mental massage, arousing the spirit while wiping and enhancing the memory. Howard loves you. Let our jams tongue the inner core beyond the labyrinths of your mind. Begin a journey both in and out of yourself - or just jam out! ;) ... more
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