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The Lover
05:11
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Would you walk away?
Right now, would you go
and leave me here this way?
I dont think so.
You don't have a thing to prove to me
It's not a test, it's love.
Dont fight.
Let's not make this mistake,
and say what we dont mean.
It's about the give and take,
the unforeseen.
You know Im not going anywhere.
This is my place, and it's love.
Dont fight it.
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On My Way
05:09
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This desk's collecting dust,
so I grab my pen and I start writing.
The ink has all run dry,
but still I try and try this fighting.
Before You call my bluff,
remember the road is rough, and I'm on my way.
To fill this page I know,
with all the thoughts I want to show you.
Im on my way.
I know that I can't sing,
to this answering machine my story.
It always cuts me off,
whenever I get to the "Im sorry".
And before I hang up,
just let me muster up this apology.
Then I'll be on my way,
living this life before you knew me.
Im on my way.
And as the memory,
the thought of you and me is fading.
My heart cannot forget,
that perfect man you were creating.
And though Im stronger now,
my heart with not allow to let you go.
So, I'll be on my way,
and I thought you should know.
Im on my way.
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Sleep
03:58
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Hey Mr. Sandman, Give me your best.
I've done all I can and I really need some rest.
I may be a heavy sleeper,
but you've got me all shook up.
I want to fall deep and deeper,
dream about you till the sun comes up.
I know when my head hits the pillow,
you'll come dance past my eyes,
and it'll be so beautiful, as a weeping willow.
Come swing on my branches and rock me to sleep.
Girl I know your legs are tired,
you've been running through my mind all night.
But you know I have to thank you,
cuz eight hours of that does my body right.
And while Im wishing I was kissing you I know its true
that all of its a dream in this rem cycle rendezvous.
But I dont care that your not aware that Im the only one there in this nocturnal love affair.
I know when my head hits the pillow,
you'll come dance past my eyes,
and it'll be so beutiful as a weeping willow.
Come swing on my branches and rock me to sleep.
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4. |
Follow The Leader
04:24
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Let your hesitation go
Right outside the window
Say goodbye to regret
You're never gonna forget today
I'll lead the way
You follow, you go, I go
We gonna be there by this time tomorrow
Don't hold back
You need this attack
I'm doing this for your own good.
I put the pedal to the floor
Til it can't go anymore
Hold the wheel so tight
That your hands get sore
I want more of what I got
Do you want this or not
We ain't gonna stop til I get to the top
I go this ??? in need of some saving
Raise your hand like I know you could
Follow the leader
That's the only way
Follow the Leader
It's time to play,
Well we're not done yet
Don't cash in all your bets
We just getting going
Motivation growing
And the ball is rolling
Grab your stuff
Come on lets go
It's time for the show
You get ready
The burden is heavy
Gotta carry it like I know you could
I will not play this game
I will not say my name
I will not drown in shame
Follow The Leader
It's time to play
Follow The Leader
It's the only way
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5. |
Home
04:41
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My bags are all packed up,
I got my ticket in my hand.
I say my last goodbyes,
I'm headed off to another land.
I swear the hardest part whenever we depart,
is that last kiss.
It's not the only thing, but right now its the only thing
that I will miss.
If there was a way,
Oh girl you know I'd stay.
If there was a way,
Oh just another day.
But I'm going away,
and soon I'm gonna say, Im coming home.
Its been 4 months since I saw
your face and I want it all,
through the night.
I'd hold you oh so near
and whisper in your ear,
I'd hold you tight.
The only thing that stands between
this so romantic scene
is the space.
The miles of land and see
that is protecting me from your grace.
If there was a way,
Oh girl you know I'd stay.
If there was a way,
Oh just another day.
But I'm going away,
and soon I'm gonna say, I'm coming home.
I'm hopping on the plan
with one direction in my brain.
I know which way I'm going
and I feel this yearning growing.
The minutes feel like hours
if I could give this ship some power,
I would make this little bird soar,
right up to your door.
I'm coming home.
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6. |
The Fighter
06:16
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Nails and sticks, mud and bricks,
this house will fall and fall quick when the wind blows.
Shattered panes and rising flames,
it will not last till this refrain when the wind blows.
Oooooo.
It's like a wolf in the trees,
that no one sees.
Oooooo.
Makes you week in the knees,
makes you say please.
And you can run, run, run, run away.
Or you can stay, stay, stay, stay with me.
Because I will fight for this life,
with all my might.
Brush off the dust, it's not fair or just.
It'll be ok: you have to trust when the wind blows.
We'll build a ship that's small but strong,
and we'll sail away all day long when the wind blows.
Oooooo.
It's like a wolf in the trees,
that no one sees.
Oooooo.
Makes you week in the knees,
makes you say please.
And you can run, run, run, run away.
Or you can stay, stay, stay, stay with me.
Because I will fight for this life,
with all my might.
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My bag are all packed up, I got my ticket in my hand.
I say my last goodbyes, Im headed off to another land.
If there was a way, Oh well girl you know I'd stay.
If there was a way, Oh just another day.
But Im going away, and soon Im going to say
That I'm coming home.
It's been for months since I saw
you're face and I want it all through the night.
I'd hold you oh so near and whisper in your ear
I'd hold you tight.
If there was a way, Oh well girl you know I'd stay.
If there was a way, Oh just another day.
But Im going away, and soon Im going to say
That I'm coming home.
Well, I'm hopping on the plane,
with one direction in my brain.
I know which way Im going,
and I feel this yearning growing.
The minutes feel like hours,
If I could give this ship some power,
I'd make that little bird soar.
Right up to your door, Im coming home.
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BJSR Dayton, Ohio
Whether it's with his guitar, his looping station and beatboxing, or with a variety of band arrangements, Rivet's baritone voice and indie, folk, pop influences are the connective tissue behind BJSR's music, videos and design.
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