tomeisenbraun's listening history

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Dark clouds are moving in Soft breeze upo0n my skin Prepared but even then So swings the pendulum The lives it takes as the branches break The hopes and dreams now sympathies For all the starts left in the sky Are pocket change left…
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I’m a leaking pitcher I’m half full Full of dripping water Coming from the roof Pour me out in the garden When the ground dries up Set me up when the rain comes Hear me fill with love You’re alright I’m a crooked picture Hanging…
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I went down to old fort worth in 18 and 83 when a Mexican cowboy come stepping up to me he said how are you young fella how would you like to go and spend the season working in the hills of Mexico well having no employment back to him…
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Water runs the river like my fingers through your hair I asked if I could kiss you and you said you didn't care Most folks climb the mountain just to reach it's peak But I'm in it for the journey babe, I'll fall down at your feet Rock, Paper…
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An old thing I did when I first got the M8 tracker years ago, but with a melody and a B section. I'm kind of in a weird chip tune phase right now. I'm trying to nail some of the tropes that I really like, so that's what I did with the melody.
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Rain for now Sunshine catches in the clouds Stay for now Good things catching in my mind Cast like a thread Snagged on the end Pulling me out of this shit Like a thread that snags and intertwines Pulling me out Pulling me down…
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It's a simple knot That keeps me from the lake It's a simple knot That keeps me What's known between A rider and bridle What's known between Rider O to be The light on the land O to be The light It was dark last night When…
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Sky keeps getting darker, the heat keeps rising too Sky keeps getting darker, the heat keeps rising too The dog hides neath the back porch I think he knows a thing or two There’s rain come from the ocean in the hills of Tennessee There…
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I learned to whistle I learned to walk I made it rustle I saw a fox I walked through thistle I slept on moss There was no water That I couldn’t cross I made a skiffle I drowned a rock I did not blunder I didn’t talk…
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