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Haloing
06:18
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i can still recall the scent of your parents house a fire in the fall, you and i entwined on the floor. didn't bother to close our eyes when i shared with you i want you for myself, for always from now on.
i can see that we belong we will stand when others fall. this is real it can't go wrong and i'll never let you go.
finally we can get away and head up north so we can be alone, our first vacation on our own. quietly secluded in a spot nestled between the land and the sea, every morning a walk in the sun.
there was not a soul in sight as your foot plunged into the land. all the strength in the world couldn't help the limb was snared so deep in the sand. ran full speed to find some help cuz the tide was moving in. rescue crews were pointless now and the earth wouldn't let you go.
i can't believe you're gone so soon there was so much here you had left to do. even if you and i never met you had a life without me to spend. but i can't go on this way. who do i blame for what happened today? this thing will be with me for life. i don't think i'll make it through this night.
parents scream they're blaming me it's not my fault. tried so hard to save your life lost it all. one more grave at your side i've been absolved.
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Unfearless
03:55
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yeah yer probably right freaking my own self out by expecting the worst. try to talk me down from this ledge that i'm on it can only get worse.
you better save me from myself. keep telling me that all is well. i think i should fly this thing myself.
hold my hand through this. strap me down drug me up. we'll take our chances (NRSK!) for good luck is all i have and if that should run out fill my drink to the top. stop just let me out cuz the view and the air are choking me up.
you better save me from myself. keep telling me that all is well. i think i should fly this thing myself.
hold my hand through this. strap me down drug me up. we'll take our chances (NRSK!) for good luck.
our descension makes me sicken. gently gliding i'm not dying. unfearless now graceful touchdown. (i can't stand it what's that sound?...) my imagination running. (i can't stand it what's that sound?...)
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Tundra
01:24
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Spackle San Francisco, California
Formed in San Francisco in 1992 by Andrew Lund and Ian Swanke. Scot Callis played drums thru 1996, then Matt Ashleigh took over. Will Dyer joined on bass in 1994 and played on all recordings. The band dissolved in 1997.
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