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You can’t hardly speak
The coffee is cold that you made in the morning
It’s hard to believe
That no one applauds when you are performing
There’s glass in your bed
You woke up again from a dream that your falling
When you remember to breathe
You swallow it whole and forget where you’re going
I can’t help you start again But you can ...
Count on it
We’re gonna take a trip when this is over
God you give
But sometimes all you get is a little older
We’re gonna take a trip when this is over
I know you’re ok
When you manage to say we’re all somebody’s baby
You’re thinking of ghosts
And your body’s afraid that there’s nobody waiting
But hold on to yourself
When there’s no one around and the world is shaking
The pieces that fall
They belong on the ground they’ll keep you from breaking
I can’t make this go away But you can ...
Count on it
We’re gonna take a trip when this is over
God you give
But sometimes all we get is a little older
We’re gonna take a trip when this is over
You can count on it
We’re gonna take a trip when this is over
God you give
But sometimes all we get is a little older
We’re gonna take a trip when this is over
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Dreams
03:55
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I don’t need even one hand
To count all the drinks that I’ve had
This ain’t no tipsy whim of a song
But I’d rather swallow glass
Than to let another moment pass
Without you knowing just where you belong
Dreams may be better left alone
And stars may lead you far from home
But I believe I’ll forgive you
Because god knows I miss you
And I don’t know what else my love is for
I’ll make one more pass
But I’m afraid it must be the last
I’d pay those morning birds not to sing
I’ve been waiting all night long
For your bedroom light to come on
Now there’s a hole in my pocket the shape of a wedding ring
Dreams may be better left alone
And stars may lead you far from home
But I believe I’ll forgive you
Because god knows I miss you
And I don’t know what else my love is for
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A Ghost
04:36
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Stay at home it’s a stay-at-home
You can pray at home with your TV on
It’s just a storm a violent storm
It’s not kingdom come or the fall of Rome yet
Lightning dreams computer screams
Compose your face and repeat your name
I’m not here you say I’m not here
It’s the window pain we are just the same and yet
There is a ghost wearing my clothes
He took your phone and he’s hanging in doorways
Was I supposed to hold this pose
What do you propose
Is it never or always
Lights go out the screens go black
They’re mirrors now and photographs
Pictures of the two of us
Where were we about to meet again
There is a ghost wearing my clothes
He took your phone and he’s hanging in doorways
Was I supposed to hold this pose
What do you propose
Is it never or always
We’ll figure it out
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Seraphim
05:05
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Mmm mama cats eye
Howling at the moonlight
How many of your nine lives
Are you willing to leave here
Here at the door
Apollo in a fist fight
Blind him with his own light
I seen him take a hard right
And he’s falling to please me
If it please the court
Cover your mirrors cover your mirrors oh
This is anybody’s dance floor
You never were here you never were here no
What does everybody come for
Somebody please say I’m in love
Is this my mind and it’s failing
Seraphim below and above
Are we devils and playthings
Do you know who you’re praying to
You’re still but your shadow moves
Could anything that made you
Have known that you would be
Someone else’s Lord
Cover your mirrors cover your mirrors oh
This is anybody’s dance floor
You never were here you never were here no
What does everybody come for
Somebody please say I’m in love
Is this my mind and it’s failing
Seraphim below and above
Are we devils and playthings
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House on Fire
03:16
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I’ve seen your face on my pocket screen
Always smiling up at me
But there’s something wrong I’ve always known
I’m glad to finally meet you
We’re at the age that we should have been
When they told us we were made of sin
And they filled our heads with medicine
Saying no one else would be you
You say love is enough
I’m no denier
But you call for a Flood
Now the house that you built is on fire
I’ll save a seat and a plate of food
For those who quit before they should
They may still arrive before it’s time
To leave this place we’ve come to
But we’ll have to go you understand
I’ll take your words and your shaking hands
It’ll be alright at least tonight
There’s no one here to shame you
You say love is enough
I’m no denier
But you call for a Flood
Now the house that you built is on fire
I know that now is not the time
But I’m scared of life and I’m scared of dying
But I see light when I see you smiling
So I’ll learn some jokes to tell you
Said Noah to his raven friend
Don’t you stop till you’ve seen the end
And if the end’s right where we began
Then I’ll say right here and I’ll love you
You say love is enough
I’m no denier
But you call for a Flood
Now the house that you built is on fire
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Come Over
03:44
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Don’t I know you from before
You’re not known for being sure
Who’s a friend in a fight
Maybe you need to stop
Maybe you need to come over
Maybe you need to stop
Maybe you need to come over
Baby you need to stop
Baby you need to come over here
You’re why tides are never late
I’ve seen that worry on your face
In a frame for a year
Maybe you need to stop
Maybe you need to come over
Maybe you need to stop
Maybe you need to come over
Baby you need to stop
Baby you need to come over here
We remember Notre Dame
We don’t tell strangers where we’re from
In the night when they call
Maybe I need to stop
Maybe I need to come over
Maybe I need to stop
Maybe I need to come over
Baby I need to stop
Baby I need to come over there
Baby you need to stop
Baby you need to come over
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Everybody knows it’s over
Before we’re asked to leave
The city’s holding hot October
Like a mourner hugging her knees
Everybody knows it’s over
Except for you and me
I’ve seen you looking over your shoulder
At the fires through the trees
I hope that you and I remember
How the weather used to be
Because everybody’s saying it’s over
It’s over finally
Why do I feel so high every time that I breathe
I’ve been saying goodbye ever since I could speak
I just wanted some time to find a bed for my sleep
Why do I feel so high every time that I breathe
I’ve never known the wine taste better
Than in this nervous early Spring
The number you have dialed is no longer
In service to the King
Because everybody knows it’s over
But never you and me
Why does it feel so right all these people I see
Have you been saving my life as I’ve been trying to leave
You’re like a ship in the night I’ve been dying to meet
Why does it feel so right all these people I see
Why do I feel so high every time that I breathe
I’ve been saying goodbye ever since I could speak
I just wanted some time to make a bed for my sleep
Why do I feel so high every time that I breathe
Everybody knows it’s over Except for you and me
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Hugh Trimble Nashville, Tennessee
Hugh Trimble is a folk songwriter and storyteller based in Nashville, Tennessee. Born in Eastern Europe to American journalists, his career as a musician began as a New York City busker. His style has driven comparisons to the folk heavyweights of the 60s, but critics have lauded a voice that reinvents (rather than recalls) the genre. Hugh goes electric in his newest project, THE ATOMIC RANCH BAND ... more
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