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What's He Got?
03:51
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I've been hearing about you,
And you know why.
Another new man's in your life,
And this one's gonna make you his wife.
What's he got that I don't?
Tell me now, our second are few.
What's he got that I don't?
Oh yeah, I forget.
It's you.
You've always had the worst timing.
You'll laugh when no joke's been told.
Well I hope you'll make this union last.
What's done is done. What's past is past.
What's he got that I don't?
Tell me now, our second are few.
What's he got that I don't?
Oh yeah, I forget.
It's you.
Does he have money?
Does he have better hair?
What's he, some kind of genius?
Or is it just the fact that he's there?
You've always had a steady line of suitors.
I took a turn or two.
My number wasn't lucky I guess.
Could I've expected anything less?
What's he got that I don't?
Tell me now, our second are few.
What's he got that I don't?
Oh yeah, I forget.
It's you.
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2. |
Senseless
04:34
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If it all adds up to zero,
The fences will do nothing for you.
You should keep your guns in your holster.
You can't even tie your own shoe.
The pines are unapologetic.
The moonlight is suggesting revenge.
Heaven would make a fine hideout
When you suggest we're better as friends.
My mind is in my intestines
With these lies you've fed to me.
I hear every word in mono.
Words hidden never get through, you see.
The story's either made up or it isn't.
I'm not here to tell you what to believe.
But I've learned a thing or two about beauty,
And your best bet is to pack your things and leave.
My mind is in my intestines
With these lies you've fed to me.
I hear every word in mono.
Words hidden never get through, you see.
I've taken up crying as a hobby.
I'm playing the guitar with my toes.
I'm trying to impress the Mona Lisa.
I'm starting to smell better than a rose.
My mind is in my intestines
With these lies you've fed to me.
I hear every word in mono.
Words hidden never get through, you see.
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3. |
Repeat Offender
02:57
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Hey, you caught me smiling,
Laughing at your horses.
Haven't we done this before?
Hey, excuse me teacher,
The sparrows and the hornets,
Haven't we done this before?
Over, and over, and over.
I feel the world is moving backwards.
My head hurts from the weight of my toes.
I know if I just forget it
I know I will regret it,
And it's over.
Have you seen my paycheck?
I wasted my time for that.
Haven't we done this before.
Lay down with the sunrise
The sunlight stings my eyes.
Haven't we done this before?
Over, and over, and over.
I feel the world is moving backwards.
My head hurts from the weight of my toes.
I know if I just forget it
I know I will regret it,
And it's over.
Coasting through the state lines,
There are stories in the road signs.
Haven't we done this before?
Standing in the warm sand.
We never touch the ocean.
I know that we've done this before.
Over, and over, and over.
I feel the world is moving backwards.
My head hurts from the weight of my toes.
I know if I just forget it
I know I will regret it,
And it's over.
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4. |
All Aboard
02:58
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As the spirit passes through.
Out of me, and into you.
Can you feel just what I meant by sin?
Do you repent?
Is it the fear of eternal flame
That makes you scream and curse my name?
Or is it your own sense of guilt
Over loves abandoned, or milk you spilt?
I've felt it far to often
In my time on earth.
It lets you know the nothing
That you're truly worth.
It leaves you feeling helpless
And full of hate.
It leaves you wondering
If it's already to late.
Maybe it is, and
Maybe it's not.
Maybe you've felt this all before, and
Maybe you forgot.
Maybe it's all another lie
So you won't feel free.
As the spirit passes through
Out of you, and
Into me.
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5. |
Without
03:39
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I used to think things
Would never be as good.
I thought all my words
Would go misunderstood.
I feel I've had all I can take.
Without dreams there's no reason
To sleep.
Without love there's no reason
To wake.
All my steps are stumbles.
My hands won't fold.
Your few kind words
Still go unsold.
I feel I've had all I can take.
Without dreams there's no reason
To sleep.
Without love there's no reason
To wake.
One more sad song
Where I just pour out my heart.
If I knew the ending
I wouldn't ever start.
I feel I've had all I can take.
Without dreams there's no reason
To sleep.
Without love there's no reason
To wake.
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6. |
Final Days
02:41
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Do you ever dream in purple,
But live your life in gray.
You want the world in soft, yellow mittens,
But you live in full decay.
Can you find a way to manage?
Will you find a way to cope?
Will you go down on your knees and pray,
Or will it all to hope?
Inside there's a demon laughing
At every time you fall.
Outside there's friend you think you have
Who don't come when you call.
You've always done what others ask,
And done what lovers say.
You want tomorrow to get here soon
Because you can't get through today.
So, when you hear that final voice,
The one that casts your fate,
Please let your thoughts be of pure love,
And wash away the hate.
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7. |
Wide Open
04:20
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I'm having this party to try and beat the fear.
I see you're here, what's it been, almost a year?
I see you're doing well. You're walking straight and tall.
Me, I'm looking up with each step that I fall.
Well, maybe it's just me,
But there's a fact that you can't hide.
Life is what passes when you keep your eyes closed.
Love is what happens when you open them up wide.
I remember the night we met.
Drinking and smoking bud cigarettes.
With each day the memories seem to fade.
I lose time like all the love I think we made.
Well, maybe it's just me,
But there's a fact that you can't hide.
Life is what passes when you keep your eyes closed.
Love is what happens when you open them up wide.
I can hear the melody, but can't get the rhythm right.
Maybe it's not sleeping in the day and straying up all night.
Everything feels too real to be some fiction.
But if it's all made up, it appears we had some fun.
Well, maybe it's just me,
But there's a fact that you can't hide.
Life is what passes when you keep your eyes closed.
Love is what happens when you open them up wide.
I lost sight of you while I was searching for myself.
Time to close the scrapbook and put it on the shelf.
It's time to pull it together or bite the bullet soon.
So things didn't work out here, we'll try them past the moon.
Well, maybe it's just me,
But there's a fact that you can't hide.
Life is what passes when you keep your eyes closed.
Love is what happens when you open them up wide.
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8. |
Ambition
03:58
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These nights I'm so gallant.
So brave and so strong,
And invincible.
Some days bring a numbness.
I stay home all alone,
And invisible.
Icarus just wanted to go out and play.
He wanted to get the most out of the day.
His father could only watch the failed feat.
Betrayed by ambition and lost to the heat.
I went broke building bridges
Without any roads.
It's regrettable.
I kept detailed records
For collecting small stones.
Alphabetical.
Icarus just wanted to go out and play.
He wanted to get the most out of the day.
His father could only watch the failed feat.
Betrayed by ambition and lost to the heat.
I'm more like a rumor
With beginnings unknown,
And mythical.
Icarus just wanted to go out and play.
He wanted to get the most out of the day.
His father could only watch the failed feat.
Betrayed by ambition and lost to the heat.
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9. |
When You're Not Around
03:37
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A bluebird is sitting on a fencepost.
The stars glow bright at night.
The snow is falling on the ground,
But none of it matters
When you're not around.
A baby is laughing at my jokes.
A blind man has learned to see again.
The keys once thought lost have now been found,
But none of it matters
When you're not around.
The sun keeps rising in the east.
A mother can finally pay her rent.
The fascist's smile fades to a frown,
But none of out matters
When you're not around.
I'm learning to accept my fate.
I realize what's done can't be undone.
I've learned that loneliness makes no sound,
When you're not around.
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Dennis John Glanville Madison, Wisconsin
Raised on a farm in Wisconsin, Dennis John Glanville has taken his country and folk childhood and turned it into a sound
that could only come from a man who has taken his share of punches.
He's truly a troubadour with a minimalist approach. Along with his guitar and banjo, he sings of love, redemption, hope, and the joy of gathering with friends and drinking every drop that life has to offer.
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