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Save Yourself
04:27
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A rose is a sinister portrait
A vision in the dead of the night
You're lying awake in its absence
Staring out through the jaws of life /
I put a hand to the broken glass
There had to have been twenty of you
The streetlights were far brighter than usual
I didn't think we'd see this one through/
Why did you have to go?
Why did you love me so?
Chamomile tea in the evening
Cold rum, You never Thought of yourself as anyone Besides just someone/
Stealing away from the scene of the crime
Playing your games, playing your games,
well come back You've made your bed now
Lie in the bed you made yourself
Lie, lie since you couldn't save yourself
We went looking for something new
Where every thorn in your side withdrew
A thousand stars in the black night sky
So far to fall when you've climbed so high
The cooling evening air brings smells to me, Turkish Cigarettes mulch and patchouli,
I wondered What you were thinking as you were lying there with your eyes closed so they couldn't fool me Regret Runs deep as a dried up well I said your name three times under my breath like the Ringing of a distant bell, a lie
Lie in the bed we made ourselves, lie Lie since we couldn't save ourselves
yeah Life, life is a brief display of wealth
so lie Lie since you couldn't save yourself
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2. |
Handoff
04:12
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Uninspired so damn tired
I’m walking wired tonight
You had your say the ball’s in play
Let’s run it out of sight
It’s time for the end of the show
I love you more than you’ll know
It’s time for the end of the game
I love you all and the same
But it’s time for a handoff (do do do)
No it’s not a brush off (do do do)
It’s time for a handoff (do do do)
And I’m letting you know I’m letting you go – babe
I just can’t see a way to be inside your little dream
We had our chance it’s our last dance
It was a fine romance
Chorus (2x)
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3. |
Loving You
03:03
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So this is it
Finding someone to be with you, see with you cleave with you
Cause they like you wanna move with you groove with you
And maybe baby they just love you too
Desire is easy you know we find that everyday
But real love true love the love that we want
We gotta find that in every way
And we should
Let love feed us
Let it free us
Let it be us
Loving you is so challenging
You know I cannot do it right
You know it’s always a fight
But babe you know I wanna love you just right
And loving you is a mountaintop
I try to climb it everyday
But some days I cannot I do not I will not
But you know I love you anyway
Loving you
Is not a walk in the park
It’s hard to see anything baby because of your dark
Loving you
Is a walk on a wire
You might fall and hurt yourself but
You can’t get any higher
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4. |
The King Has No Clothes
03:19
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There he is
He’s the king with no clothes
Does he care does he even know
There will come a time of reckoning
When all wrongs will be right there’s an end in sight
There will come come a time come a season
He will pay for his crimes for his treason
The King Has No Clothes
Thee will come a child a small child
She will be wise she will be wild
Point at the king because she knows
He’s the errant king
He’s the king with no clothes
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5. |
Midnight
05:55
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It’s all right it’s midnight
(Interlude)
It’s all right it’s midnight
And I I did it again
I I told you how I really feel
And I I did it again
I told you what I’m trying to conceal
It’s all right it’s midnight
And now I’m in this same old space
Just thinking – of the contours of your face
And if I close my eyes
I won’t see – the love that’s not in place
My mama told me I should take it slow
She said ‘Girl you gotta love less’
She said ‘Honey you got no self control –
She said ‘Love is just a mess – love is just a mess’ hey
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6. |
Need You to Believe
04:52
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Need you to believe
I see the look in your eyes
I know it far too well
It means you’re done with disguise
It means it’s time for farewell
I don’t know why I’m surprised
To hear the toll of the bell
I’m tired of hearing your lies
I’m sure that you are as well
Don’t ignore me when you’re here
Talk about me when you leave
Cause I need you oh I need you to believe
Need you to believe
You smiled at me in the rain
I always live in the past
You slowly drove me insane
I knew it never would last
Things are ending fast
But you’ll always have a space
A corner of my mind
I can’t forget your face
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7. |
Till You Learn
05:49
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The rain is playing a song outside my window
Saying you’re gone - Saying you’re gone
My brain is caught inside a vicious limbo
A heaven or a hell I got it wrong
And I feel you getting colder getting dimmer
It’s a fate and I’m preparing to abide
Cause in the end you’re ready and you’re limber
With all the walls preparing to collide
To reach the highest pleasure you must climb the highest mountain
You must sail the mighty ocean till you learn
I thought it’d be in summer but it’s winter
The barren trees the grey is in my bones
The hands that melted me have left a splinter
An aching clawing pain
I have to own
Cause you can make a million beds up
You can tell yourself you messed up
You can memorize the map out of the wood
It’s an act of deep denial you were leaving all the while
Second guessing -- it’s a coulda / shoulda / would.
What a strange year it’s been
I can’t remember when your light was shining in
And I know it’s a sin
Thinking about you – so I’ll try (hold)
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8. |
Sweet Thing
05:23
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Are you gonna last?
Or be put inside my past?
I must have dreamt you up?
At any given moment I could just wake up.
Waking up
Are you gonna stay?
Or will life get in the way?
You’re inside my head
Are dreams so powerful we’re all so easily led?
So sad.
Summer sad.
Even in my sadness there is gladness because you’re here.
Even in my weakness there’s no bleakness because you’re here.
Just because you’re here.
Are you gonna fly?
Leave me never knowing why?
You’re such a mystery
Is this the part where you’re becoming part of my history.
Sweet summer thing
But I gotta try
Never knowing why
I know you don’t owe me
But baby maybe I was hoping you might show me.
Slowly.
So sad
Every time we’re getting close
That’s when you pull away the most
Sweet thing sweet thing
You turn the light out
You pull the rug out and I fall
Tumbling and falling out of the dream
La la la lah la la la luh
I will love you anyway
Even though you cannot stay
You’re my sweet thing you’re my sweet thing you’re my sweet thing oh oh
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9. |
Just a Friend
04:55
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The touch of your hand lights a spark on my wrist
The gaze of your eyes are a burn
I keep believing that something will come
Someone should teach me to learn
It’s not that you tease but your sweetness
Is like a kindness killing its prey
Believing the lies in your smile and your eyes
And eventually you’ll send me away
You say you’re just a friend (I’m letting you go)
There’s a line in the sand (I’m letting you know)
And so I’ll just pretend (Just letting you know)
Though I don’t understand (I’m letting you go)
You make my mind explode with your charm and your wit
Could you not know what you do?
Wooing me at the same moment in time
I’m walking away from the view
In my mind I’m done but the other brain
Keeps rolling you round and around
Keep coming back to your intelligence
In your eyes I’m waiting to drown
The truth is we all fool ourselves all the time
There’s never a reason – never a rhyme
Right now we can’t see the end of this
Maybe we’ll sail – maybe we’ll fail
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Playtonics Tacoma, Washington
The 5 piece original jazzy soul pop band Playtonics is:
Paige Hansen –
director/vox/keys
Brady McCowan – music director/sax/vox
Tom Hume - drums/vox
Denny Foreman – guitar/vox
Stephanie Jones – bass/vox
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Band bios & gig info: playtonicsband.com
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