James Michael Taylor's listening history
OUT THERE SOMEWHERE
Her eyes were blurry. Her face was painted
Her hair was died black. Her purse was heave
She said something. I asked her to repeat it
She said, “Stop the car. I thot I could trust you.”
I pulled it over and I waited…
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She was going crazy.
He was playing a word game.
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Wish it was just something i MADE UP...
(c) 2008 Royal T Music
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Worshiping at an abandoned alter...
Let my breaths be as long as her legs
Let my breaths be as smooth as her back
Let my breaths be as cool as her hips
Let my heart be as still as her tongue
Let my mind be as bright as her skin
Let my…
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November 1963. Oklahoma City to Portland, Oregon.
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Scares me...sometimes there is no escape. Some things are for life. Maybe more.
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Here's proof. Proof that things are a bit mysterious in my studio.
Late last night my Bass Cajon all of a sudden decided to start accompanying me on its own - without me touching it. At first I thought that some apparitional bass player had…
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> WHEN THE SUN SHINES THRU
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> The moon is a hole in a canopy blue
> A hole in the sky where the sun shines thru
> The sun shines thru, The sun shines thru
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> The scientist will tell you that I've got it all wrong…
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