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If I Linger
03:17
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If my hands shake, words fail
If I fail to be clear
If I drift off, eyes glaze
I don’t seem to be here
To be here
If my tongue seizes, lips move
I draw a sigh
If the wind blows, trees sway
I move side to side
Side to side
If I wander, distracted
I fail to be commit
If I can’t pretend, shut down
I still want you here
I want you here
If I linger, too long
And I won’t go home
Forgive me; forget me
And show me the door
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Repeating
04:27
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The words that are repeating
Pluck them from the air
Humming in the stillness
Close your eyes to hear
Your mind is filled with chaos
Let your body buzz with life
Letting go of darkness
Grab onto the Light
Papier-mâché castles
We build into the sky
They melt into the horizon
And we’re surprised
Hum the tune whenever
You forget the words
You are a tiny cosm
In a microcosmic world
Used to know
The words to all the songs our forebears sang
Used to know
The end and the beginning are the same
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A little ill
It’s not so bad
I can’t believe I’m the same man
Who worked so hard
To be so mean
It’s not my fault
I’m not as clean
This cup collects your pity
And drunken eyes
Will turn the grays to color
Just a kiss
That’s all it was
That’s all there is
The way you feel
Is way too strange
A little ill
It’s not so bad
I can’t believe I’m the same man
Who broke your heart
That wasn’t me
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Trouble on the Ground
03:51
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If you think you’re running now
You’ll move faster when the army hits the ground
When you climb too high
Bite your lip when the bullets hit the sky
If they pierce the sea
Swim like fish when they chase you to the reef
If you think you’re sure
You’ll think again when there’s knocking at your door
When you feel the night
Don’t close your eyes you may never see the light again
Trouble on the ground
Take it to the sea
Trouble in the air
Take it to the trees
If you think you’re running now
You’ll move faster when the army hits the ground
When you climb too high
Bite your lip when the bullets hit the sky
If they pierce the sea
Swim like fish when they chase you to the reef
Trouble on the ground
Take it to the sea
Trouble in the air
Take it to the trees
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Chris Kemp White Portland, Maine
Chris Kemp White's melody-centered folk pop sound results from a diverse musical background and a lifetime of devotion to music. Raised in a musical family in northern and central Maine, White attributes his unique sound to his parents' love for classical and folk music, 80s pop radio, and the early years of MTV. The sum is a blend of catchy melodies, rich harmonies and smart arrangements. ... more
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