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No For Now
03:31
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There is nothing (nothing)
Nothing (not one thing)
Nothing to be done about this…
(maybe never, maybe just today)
There is nothing (nothing)
Nothing (not one thing)
Nothing to be done…
This fell from the sky like a meteor and I
walked so gladly in its way
It’s not to say that I wouldn’t really like to try,
but that day might be a hundred thousand years, a hundred million miles away
CHORUS
No is no for now but it might not be forever
If these vivid dreams hold sway
Every second is an hour, every minute is a day
but that day might be a hundred thousand years, a hundred million miles away
No is no for now, it’s not forever.
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Liam Sleeping Sideways
03:15
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I swear heard a lion’s roar
Coming from the room next door
I grab a flashlight from the drawer
and then I go
Padding softly down the hall
Trying not to trip and fall
Or meet it crashing through the wall
But all I see is
Liam sleeping sideways,
halfway falling on the floor
Liam sleeping halfway out the door
He’s like the toughest little bug
Up off the bed, down on the rug
And with no pillow there to hug
He is on his own
But when I hear that lion’s roar
Even louder than before
Tumbling, kicking, sneezing snore
But it’s OK...
It’s Liam sleeping sideways, halfway falling on the floor
Liam sleeping sideways, falling
halfway out the door, dreaming on all fours
RUNNING, hunting, paws down on the floor
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In My Mind’s Eye I see you swimming
In My Mind’s Eye you look back at me
In My Mind’s Eye you are clearly winning
In My Mind’s Eye you will always be
In My Mind’s Eye my stroke is perfect
In My Mind’s Eye my kick is strong
In My Mind’s Eye my medal is silver
In My Mind’s Eye!
In My Mind’s Eye the whistle blows
In My Mind’s Eye the race begins
In My Mind’s Eye the crowd all knows
In My Mind’s Eye which one will win
In My Mind’s Eye you are on the block
In My Mind’s Eye you fly through the air
In My Mind’s Eye I am treading water
In My Mind’s Eye!
In My Mind’s Eye we own this pool
In My Mind’s Eye we own this race
In My Mind’s Eye we are neck and neck
In My Mind’s Eye I can hold this pace
In My Mind’s Eye my strongest stroke
In My Mind’s Eye I take one last breath
In My Mind’s Eye your flawless flip turn
In My Mind’s Eye!
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Last Day of Summer
03:29
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They’re rolling up red lane lines for the last time
Draggin all the chairs in off the deck
I’m sitting catawampus on this beach towel
I’m trying to to rub some sunblock on my neck
I know you went up north to see your grandma
But I thought you said you were coming home today...
I’m looking for you on the last day of summer
You’re nowhere around and I feel like a fool
I’m missing you on the last day of summer
See you tomorrow on the first day of school
September, but it’s not like it’s not sunny
September, but it’s not like it’s not warm
Rode back to the house to grab some money
Now hustle back to the pool to beat the storm
They’re rolling up red lane lines for the last time
Cutting down the blue tarps from the fence
I’m looking for you on the last day of summer
On the bleachers by the deep end of the pool
I’m missing you on the last day of summer
But I’ll see you tomorrow on the first day of school
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Lover's Dynamite
03:19
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Just the threat of your precious love is all I need tonight
Searing bliss of your acid kiss to banish hope from sight
Your love will never fail to find my heart and impale
Touch the fuse
Just touch the fuse
Touch the fuse of this lover’s dynamite
This package that you gave me is the perfect size and shape
It holds my messy destiny and there is no escape
I rip the paper but keep the bow, close my eyes as it starts to blow
Touch the fuse
Just touch the fuse
Touch the fuse of this lover’s dynamite
You know this isn’t good for me, but still you come... still you come
The road is littered with debris and you work so hard to stay so numb
Lay my heart bare on the bench
Ignore the blood and the stench
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In rolling fog at the Golden Gate
Acid smog in an Apple crate
Take our places as we will
With ponds to jump, and time to kill
We stole the dark out of the night
Hid the polaroid from sight
Down the road and back again
A Praying Mantis Window Pane
Escher’s sleeping bishop’s woodcut dream
A femme fatale in brilliant leafy green
You paint your scenes in groups of four
On seventh-story, hardwood floors
I cast the spells I best know how
Then disappear and miss somehow
A midnight drive to a twilight bed
Monday morning songs instead
A snapshot dashboard coffee stain
A Praying Mantis Window Pane
Escher’s sleeping bishop’s woodcut dream
A femme fatale in brilliant leafy green
There’s barely time to savor this
Her long-awaited Ivory kiss
The taxi exits far too soon
With glowing chauffeur queen, the moon
Fading as the sun comes up
Her final brimming coffee cup
An ever-growing daisy chain
With Nader’s market cellophane
In rolling fog at the Golden Gate
These feelings won’t cooperate
I’ll sit here and I’ll catch the rain
A Praying Mantis Window Pane
Escher’s sleeping bishop’s woodcut dream
A femme fatale in brilliant leafy green
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I Stare at the Sky
04:05
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From my room I can see the big dipper
so bright, so simple and true
At once so lovely and distant it reminds me of you
I must have gazed upon it
A hundred thousand times before
But I never really saw it and now I am floored
I lie in the grass and I stare at the sky
and somehow I believe I can touch it
...somehow I believe.
I used to live out in the country
far away from the noise and the lights
A billion baby stars born to the milky way every night
But it never gets dark here in the city
the stars are just things in my dreams
The difference is so stark between us; life is just as it seems
I lie in the grass and I stare at the sky
and somehow I believe I can touch it...
...somehow I believe
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Sean Michael Dargan Madison, Wisconsin
Sean Michael Dargan is almost too tall, standing six feet, four inches in his favorite black-and-white saddle shoes. On a good day he writes and plays pop rock in the vein of Nick Lowe, Elvis Costello, Aimee Mann, and the Gin Blossoms. Guitar and voice are his main instruments, but if you’re not nice he’ll go get out his bagpipes. ... more
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