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from Garrison Starr - Songs From Take-Off To Landing (2002)
I want to see what you see
A special kind of beauty You give yourself up easily when you see what you see I want to hear what you hear A harmony loud and clear Custom-made for your ear when you hear what you hear And from takeoff to landing All stretched out and calling From takeoff to landing, I realize She's a big sky If I could stand where you stand Huddle as close as I can I might get something secondhand, if I could stand where you stand If I could hold what you hold Forget the things I don't know Easier said than done, though, until I hold what you hold And from takeoff to landing All stretched out and calling From takeoff to landing, I realize She's a big sky We're in trouble now We may have seen too much to ever come back down From takeoff to landing All stretched out and calling From takeoff to landing, I realize She's a big sky |
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from Garrison Starr - Songs From Take-Off To Landing (2002)
Of all the things that I could be doing
I'm up hours trying to make something of you I got a new set of strings, not a word to settle on I been causing scenes at an ending I knew all along And it serves me right, I guess For gladly volunteering for a good kick in my chest It serves me right, I guess For pretending not to notice I was settling for less Fat and happy, fixed and puffed up for a while Nothing could shake me, that is, until you changed your smile Suddenly, I'm defenseless and defamed While you get everything you want without giving up your game It serves me right, I guess For gladly volunteering for a good kick in my chest It serves me right, I guess For pretending not to notice I was settling for less And I can't seem to get clean from the magic you bring Yeah, I'm easy for ever spending time so carelessly Just living for your line And I'm crazy for thinking love has changed Still trading all my finest hours for one ordinary day It serves me right, I guess For gladly volunteering for a good kick in my chest It serves me right, I guess For pretending not to notice I was settling for less |
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from Garrison Starr - Songs From Take-Off To Landing (2002)
I'm not sleeping tonight
Staring into an empty page I'm not satisfied Taking my lines for a smiley face It's the madness that seems to always get through Did you let something slip? You never expose too much of yourself Don't lose your grip Don't trade your hell for a fairy tale It's the madness that seems to always get through Standards got us bound Formulas and tools Anything less would let me down Anything more would be giving in to you It's the madness that seems to always get through Don't be afraid to belt out loud Don't be afraid to belt out loud, whatever the mood It's the madness that seems to always get through |
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from Garrison Starr - Songs From Take-Off To Landing (2002)
Silent night, all is quiet
Dark is the light that used to shine Silent night, worn out from fighting Hoarse to a whisper, demobilized Mercy, is there no relief From the devil's fire that waits for me? Silent night, cowardly scoundrel King of the shadows, it's time to grow up Silent night, wore out your welcome I think I've suffered long enough Mercy, is there no relief From the devil's fire that waits for me? I beg your hand to crush the voice inside breaking me up Deliver me I know I'm weak, but I am willing Silent night, terrible quiet Sentenced to death by invisible hands Silent night, you hateful tyrant Your reign is over where it began Mercy, is there no relief From the devil's fire that waits for me? |
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from Garrison Starr - Songs From Take-Off To Landing (2002)
Thank the Lord love is blind
Immeasurable through other people's eyes What I see is beauty to me What I see is beauty This is a song About a heart that's found its beat This is a song About a brand-new bright morning This is the start of a love engaged in raging fire Thank the Lord for shades of gray Where absolutes will absolutely change And what I bring is perfect timing What I bring is perfect timing This is a song About a heart that's found its beat This is a song About a brand-new bright morning This is the start of a love engaged in raging fire And it's frightening to be tangled To give your heart away for someone to betray I keep coming to the table To find that love has grown, and once again I'm blown away Finally, I'm on the edge of my seat Can it be I'm on the edge of my seat? This is a song About a heart that's found its beat This is a song About a brand-new bright morning This is the start of a love engaged in raging fire |
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from Garrison Starr - Songs From Take-Off To Landing (2002)
Five minutes in heaven
Is this all that we get? What a way to go Five minutes in heaven Breathe that scream into me What a sad little show It feels like love Not some rigged-up holiday Where I believe in somebody who can bring me down again It feels like love Is this how you make me pay? Branding me with deep cuts that will never go away Five minutes in heaven Did you stage this yourself? Every twist and turn Five minutes in heaven What a masterpiece Will we ever learn? It feels like love Not some rigged-up holiday Where I believe in somebody who can bring me down again It feels like love Is this how you make me pay? Branding me with deep cuts that will never go away Five minutes in heaven Is this all that we get? Just a shadow, just a screen Five minutes in heaven Would you paint that smile made for me Just to wipe it clean? It feels like love Not some rigged-up holiday Where I believe in somebody who can bring me down again It feels like love Is this how you make me pay? Branding me with deep cuts that will never go away |
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from Garrison Starr - Songs From Take-Off To Landing (2002)
When everything is wrong
You are a sad, sad song Do you have a name? Do you like what I play? When the lights go out How come you're still around? No knocks at the door No one comes here anymore You pick me up off the floor whenever I fall Or anytime at all When I come apart You climb into my guitar You make me mean what I say You're my comfort and my bane When I start to shine You like to stay behind When my heart starts to swell Do you smile to yourself If they clap and they yell or make me feel small Or anytime at all? How did you know that I needed you inside? How did you know that I needed you inside? If my star should fade I will not be afraid Trading licks till the end Me and my old, old friend |
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from Garrison Starr - Songs From Take-Off To Landing (2002)
You made me mad
What was I supposed to say? The choice I had was to turn the other way But I saw you dance and everything changed Everything changed At the heart of this thing I had such good intentions You never mentioned that you wouldn't last the day At the heart of this thing I'm no good at pretending I couldn't help resenting what I would never hear you say Out of my mind And I'm on some kind of chase While you decide just to lock yourself away But you're sure to shine, and you know I can dream You know I can dream At the heart of this thing I had such good intentions You never mentioned that you wouldn't last the day At the heart of this thing I'm no good at pretending I couldn't help resenting what I would never hear you say Baby, I've got such a good feeling about you And I just can't shake it loose I'll survive But I'd rather go down in a fight Aw, baby, be brave Come on, baby, be brave At the heart of this thing I had such good intentions You never mentioned that you wouldn't last the day At the heart of this thing I'm no good at pretending I couldn't help resenting what I would never hear you say |
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from Garrison Starr - Songs From Take-Off To Landing (2002)
Didn't know what I was missing till I caught sight of you
Melt down my ammunition I willingly defuse You're something else Keeping my head out of my head I curse my old familiar way Of bracing for the weather On a perfectly clear day You're something else Something else Gardenia, out of my reach Gardenia, why'd you have to open yourself to me? My hour of temporary blindness Stunned like a sleepwalk slapped awake Wrestling my leaning to define this Learning to live with extra space And you're something else Something else Gardenia, out of my reach Gardenia, why'd you have to open yourself to me? There is no word grand enough For this extraordinary love that has overcome Didn't know what I was missing till I caught sight of you Now everything looks different, so wonderfully different Gardenia, out of my reach Gardenia, why'd you have to open yourself to me? Gardenia, why'd you have to open yourself to me? |
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from Garrison Starr - Songs From Take-Off To Landing (2002)
You got me seeing stars
Every time you come around Delivering your part Bleeding down the boulevard You got me wavering And I'm wasted from the words you sing I'm taking on your trend Even if I never win Hey, baby Thre is always room for another one like you we can hold onto Now you're taken for granted Every time you come around, you're gonna end up damaged Or permanently disenchanted Who could've guessed Center stage on air guitar, that cheers of thousands inside our heads Was the best that this would ever get? Hey, baby There is always room for another one like you we can hold onto We're trading trash for trash here in L.A. Hey, hey There is always room for another one like you we can hold onto |
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from Garrison Starr - Songs From Take-Off To Landing (2002)
Where did everybody go
After the ride had ended? At the death of the last note The halls were already empty Nobody is safe from heartache We handle what we're given But to stand in the face of heartache Maybe that's the hardest part of living Down Highway 51 Mississippi, 1964 The day you gave away someone Lost to a different kind of war Nobody is safe from heartache We handle what we're given But to stand in the face of heartache Maybe that's the hardest part of living All decked out in your camouflage paint Stalking a ghost you will never escape There's no shortcut detour around disaster To gain the things that matter Early morning, desperate call You never had a chance The first hand that broke your fall He only wanted one dance Nobody is safe from heartache We handle what we're given But to stand in the face of heartache Maybe that's the hardest part of living |
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from Garrison Starr - Songs From Take-Off To Landing (2002)
Behold the hit music revolution
Nonstop, completely commercial-free Behold the hit music revolution Lucky you, lucky me Knucklehead, knucklehead You act like such a creep But you make me want to rock, you make me want to sing Uphold the new faker institution Hand-pick your trick from the factory Uphold the new faker institution Lucky you, lucky me Knucklehead, knucklehead You act like such a creep But you make me want to rock, you make me want to sing Knucklehead, knucklehead You're backwards underneath But you make me want to rock, you make me want to sing She's nice and ripe at 17 He's all washed up at 23 Welcome to our tragedy Knucklehead, knucklehead You act like such a creep But you make me want to rock, you make me want to sing Knucklehead, knucklehead You're backwards underneath But you make me want to rock, you make me want to sing Behold the hit music revolution Nonstop, completely commercial-free Behold the hit music revolution Lucky you, lucky me |
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