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Courtyard
04:24
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You were
like a primrose through the window
of a lightly furnished room,
in a gently tarnished home,
upon a brightened bricked road
And you were
rows of street lamps in the midnight
chasing darkness up and down the block
’til the morning stumbles in
as you ask it, “where ya been?”
And why
must I now speak of you in past tense?
like I’m thumbing through an atlas
of a world I used to know,
marking spots you didn’t go
And why
must I only find you when the time slows?
or maybe when the sun goes,
like I found you in the shade,
in a courtyard yesterday
‘Cause I,
I was crying in the courtyard
I was crying in the courtyard
and you’re never gonna know
no, you’re never gonna know
That I,
I was crying in the courtyard
it was only in the courtyard
and you’re never gonna know
no, you’re never gonna know
I never got to say goodbye to
you never got to say goodbye too
I never got to say goodbye to
you never got to say goodbye too
Hey, do you think you could forgive me?
do you think I could forgive you?
do you think I’ll be okay
when I think of you today?
‘Cause I,
I was crying in the courtyard
I was crying in the courtyard
and you’re never gonna know
no, you’re never gonna know
That I,
I was crying in the courtyard
it was only in the courtyard
and you’re never gonna know
no, you’re never gonna know
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2. |
Be Something
01:48
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All I can see
through the window are trees
I can be something
you can be something
But it's like I've never tried
outside of maybe one or two times
Rise from my chair
and saunter down the stairs
I can be something
you can be something
Then I think why even try
when I don't even believe in myself
I'm tired of always looking for something
that I can’t find
behind the trees I'll hide
so tired of always looking for something
to change my mind
and make me blind to the roads I'll never drive
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3. |
Heartache
03:07
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I’m gonna take my heartache down two floors,
I’m gonna bury that feeling beneath my core
I’ll watch it turn into something I can’t ignore,
what’s new?
(I’m gonna take my heartache on down
it’s a feeling I’ve found
I’m gonna bury it underground)
Saturday night, yet I can’t fight this feelin’
another drink in my hand, but I can’t stand this feelin’
resigned to my bed, though I can’t shed this feelin’
the morning will break, but I can’t shake this feelin’
Why do I carry this heartache?
another year over
another year older now
Why, do I carry this heartbreak
another year older
another year over
and I just can’t find my way
In the night,
try to shield the weight of every memory
I can’t seem to shoulder
I’m just not the soldier I could be
I’m gonna take my heartache down two floors,
I’m gonna bury that feeling beneath my core
I’ll watch it turn into something I can’t ignore,
what’s new?
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4. |
Rings of a Tree
02:52
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What should I do with my sorrow
If I can’t let it be free?
‘cause it’s stirring around in my body,
cut open my gut, see the rings of a tree
And how could someone live so easy,
when the world gets so hard?
'cause even the luckiest people,
if they survive, they eulogize someday
And when it’s my turn to see darkness,
what will I be there to see?
‘cause the street lamps aren’t doin' much chasing
and the morning, well it ain’t here for me
And how could someone live so easy,
when the world gets so hard?
‘cause even the luckiest people,
if they survive, they eulogize someday
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5. |
Rainbow I
01:59
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You can call it a rainbow
but all I see is rain
you can call it a nightmare
but it once was just a dream
An accident we could call it
an accident they said
an accident an accident
an accident an accident...
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6. |
Rainbow II
01:36
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7. |
Find a New Hero
02:07
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It was a knock out call
over in a second
it was blasted to the end of the wire
we'll have to find a new hero
dancin' in the shadows
hungry for the thrill of the wall
Afraid to step outside,
before the morning comes
afraid to live my life,
like I'm a loaded gun
I'm trying to find my way back
I'm strolling through the past,
the future's gonna save me,
the present's just a fad
Can I reach my prime from my living room?
am I wasting time when I'm in a groove?
still got my eyes on stardom
and still afraid of death,
how long can I hold my last breath?
It was a knock out call
over in a second
it was blasted to the end of the wire
we'll have to find a new hero
dancin' in the shadows
hungry for the thrill of the wall
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8. |
Lightning Rider
02:07
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Do you wanna be my
do you wanna be my
do you wanna be my lightning rider?
etching highways in the sky
Do you wanna be my
do you wanna be my
do you wanna be my highway driver?
steering me safely through the night
When she left,
she left all her thoughts behind
she was right,
on the wrong side of her mind
hiding away
in the lost blind spots of time
when we all die, we're all survived
Do you wanna be my
do you wanna be my
do you wanna be my blindside fighter?
destroying bad guys on the right
Do you wanna be my
do you wanna be my
do you wanna be my wayward finder?
clearing dead leaves from the pile
Behind the clouds
tryin' to ground myself
but all I ever felt was powerless until you showed
Your energy
took hold of me
'til we were we
now I know you like the back of my hand
like the back of our hands
Do you wanna be my
do you wanna be my
do you wanna be my lightning rider?
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9. |
Primrose
04:16
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Some days are fine,
some days are fine,
some days I find it’s important to remember you
Some days are fine,
some days are fine,
some days I find that it’s kind of hard,
‘Cause every time I think about you,
you die
and I wish I could save you inside of my mind,
I try, yeah, I try
It couldn’t have been easy
I mean it must’ve been hard for a primrose
to grow in the shadow of us
And I wish we coulda saved you
and I wish you coulda saved yourself
from all the heartache you held on to
Some days are fine,
some days are fine,
some days I find it’s important to remember you
Some days are fine,
some days are fine,
some days I find that it’s kind of hard
‘Cause every time I think about you
and I wish I could save you inside of my mind,
I try, yeah I try
It’s never gon’ be easy
It’ll never be the same as before
we grew in the shadow of you,
And I wish we coulda saved you,
and I wish you coulda saved us too
from all the heartache we hold for you
It’s important to remember you,
it's important that I remember you,
it's important to remember you
it's important that I remember you,
I need to remember you
I need to remember you
I need to remember you
I need to remember you
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10. |
Dreamer
01:34
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When are you gonna be out here?
when are you gonna be out here?
when are you gonna be out here?
when are you gonna be out here Ollie?
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11. |
Missed Calls
05:15
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Trying to write some songs about your life
has been the toughest part of mine
but it’s not like I still breakdown
if someone brings you up sometime
It’s been tough ‘cause I’m trying to find you
trying to find you deep beneath this haze
where I always bury my heartache
like some cursed prize inside a maze
Began to write some words about your gift
for always keeping moments light
then got sidetracked remembering
how you cut me down in our last fight
We were as close as any
but then again how close could any get?
my love for you is plenty
so much that I never got to spend
Like a gentle drum that stupid sun
beat down upon my cell phone’s screen
three missed calls triggered walls
so as to shield my childhood dream
That we all live forever
and every day we have is free
from the pain and silent sadness
in this critically acclaimed tragedy
You championed my artwork
more than anyone I ever knew
you made me laugh, you made me mad
we’ll always have Wayne’s World 2
I’ll miss my time beside you
and the bond we built between your days
I’ll carry on your kindness
celebrate each trail you tried to blaze
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Color for Colors Chicago, Illinois
Color for Colors is the moniker of Ollie Hobson, an artist and songwriter who lives in Chicago
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