1. |
Body In Shock
02:17
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The city felt just like a cave
So I left the basement
Walked into the darkness
And the cloud cover overhead
It formed a low ceiling
A grey-colored ether
That they mixed into a sedative
To keep cops from danger
By calming your questions
So give it up
And go your way
If you have a roof
Then get out of the rain
We thought we could heal our land
With medicinal treatments
And political platforms
But we never softened the gauze
It bled through the bandage
Ah, it proved a placebo
Now we have to tear it off
And put the body in shock
'Cause it's just gonna fester the wound
Ah man, there's nothing left that we can do
So give it up
And go your way
Give it up
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2. |
Come Dig Me Out
02:41
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The winter's been so cold here
We've been living without heat
Even though I've got a working furnace
I'm going for a walk dear
To try and figure out
Why you'd build a house
Then turn around and burn it
So come dig me out
Somebody shouted "Avalanche"
I'm climbing up for air
And praying for a helping hand to catch
You said you needed answers
All the counselors you paid
Told you to mimic old mistakes
I can't believe you listened
Well baby, don't forget
Even though I'm gone
You're the one who left
So come dig me out
Somebody shouted "Avalanche"
I'm climbing up for air
And praying for a helping hand to catch
But the surface sometimes seems too far to scratch
Starting over isn't starting again
Babe, it ain't a sin to begin again
Can you hear me pleading
Can we start the healing?
'Cause babe, it ain't a sin to begin again
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3. |
Creatures
05:04
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When my enemies have gathered
And all my help has scattered
Still I will love you
'Cause you're all that matters
Maker of atoms
No one can break you
When you say the word, then
None can resist you
The words I sing can
Sound repeating
But there are these creatures
And they keep singing
"Holy, holy, holy
Is The Lord God Almighty"
And they never tire
They never tire
"Holy, holy, holy
Is The Lord God Almighty
You were, you are, and
You ever will be"
One has eyes and wings
And the body of a man
Like him I will praise you
With everything I am
All the riches in the world
All the glory man could gain...
Well it just makes me sick
To think how I could be so vain
To everything that breathes
In heaven and at home
Hear the words pour
From angelic hosts
Become a choir
And sing before the throne
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The stories of your past all have a theme
Of pain, abandonment, use, and greed
But they're stories of a person I know I'll never meet
'Cause one day you walked into the land they call a waste
And there, He came to you, in that lonely place
The people on the rooftop won't shut up
They shout about the claims of every crush
Our enemies drive freight but they wind up with empty trucks
Who knew?
As you journey down the highway and approach the city gates
I will go with you to that busy place
And though they called you desolate, you're now a shining flame
And we're a light, you and I together in this place
You know what they all say about hindsight
There's no waste in the wasteland tonight
You once were abandoned, but now you are my delight
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5. |
From A Deep Sleep
03:57
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With a whole heart
I saw and heard and felt the weight
Of all the lights on stage
All the world's a stage
That you created
Withe timeless works of total genius
Oh, and the greatness!
We'll praise you from our faces
So I thanked you
In the presence of the city counsel
And the chamber walls
Rang with our applause
And it's for joy that you enjoy our joy
Just the sight of
It stunned and rendered everyone
Incapable of speaking
Our breath was barely breathing
Only fools
With foolishness and ignorance
Would skip the greatest thing
History has seen
Now I'm steady
My heart is firm, I'm not afraid
And my life is full of triumph
Even in my dying
It's for joy that you enjoy our joy
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6. |
Sometimes I'm Ugly
02:45
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Sometimes I'm ugly
Like you thought that you were
Before you carefully
Pieced it all together
Please be sober
Sober like your father
On the day he knew
He truly loved your mother
All over again
This double Windsor
Is heavy on my breathing
But I've got children
Who one day will need feeding
And there's this woman
Sleeping here beside me
She sees me
As if I were Jesus
Laying my life down
But my friend
You're like the ocean
Blown in confusion
You have every gift
But God knows you don't use them
Chasing after girls
Who mirror all your failures
And you're trying to forget
Your call to the future
And every ship must
Have some kind of rudder
Every horse will
Turn with rein and bridle
So your words would
Lose none of their power
If you give your-
-self some kind of harness
Man, it's nothing but the truth
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7. |
Joy On The Corner
03:07
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In my neighborhood, there is a sign
It says coming soon, but it's a lie
Circumstances forced decline
To the empty building on the corner
There's no applications, resumes
There's no parents filling children's plates
There's no place for us to congregate
Just an empty building on the corner
Man, it's been so long
Since I had a place
Where I could meet a crowd
And I wonder
If we'll ever
Know each other now
But may my life be marked
By joy on the corner
And so, if we are never friends
It's 'cause I'm singing from a locked entrance
How I don't want my life to reflect
The empty building on the corner
I can't say I love you like myself
When I insulate that life so well
And I never knew my neighbors
No, I never knew my neighbors
May my life be marked by joy on he corner
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"The Summer Country is an easy blend between alt-rock and punk – a four-man band based out of Nashville, TN. Isaiah Kallman (guitar/vocals), Nick Johnson (guitar), Brent Bishop (bass) and Josh Jackson (drums), form a diverse yet cohesive group. A live show is not to be missed – you might see a drum cymbal slice through a power cord. Just ask them about it." - Linda Wyman ... more
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