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Steelyards
05:35
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wild skies tonight
this coffee i poured is no friend of mine
before i leave i'd like to steal a kiss goodbye
and if this night goes like they always seem to
then we won't have the time
you know we never do
i shoulda known
that your house could not be a home
i'm hopelessly lost in steelyards
waiting on your okay to head over
the call that never seems to come
when your ex and your son hang out for too long
you take to the skies
i take to the sea
the highways are long in between
but you know i need to be lost on the run out on the streets
and if our love must end like all the rest
let this aimless drive lead me right to my last chance
i shoulda known
not all roads lead home
i'm hopelessly lost in steelyards
waiting on your okay to head over
the call that never seems to come
when your problems steal all your attention
you say you appreciate all the little things i do
but do you know the depth of my patience with you
yea i go awol
drive for days to be with you
i hide under the bed
i climb out the window out of view
i shoulda known
the roads my only home
i'm hopelessly lost in this strange world
my ships leaving port
no family of my own
i'm hopelessly in love at your front door
always beckoned back to the light of your home
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Cathedrals
06:18
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i walk as the sun goes down pink on balboa street
i've been let down by the sounds i've heard and bad poetry
i think it's time for me to leave
i think it's time for me to take my leave
and it was fun to be a part of your masterpiece
yea i came in strong but i lost the part of me that loves to sing
i think it's time for me to leave
i think it's time for me to take my leave
i drive as the night goes down blue through this valley road
i get so sick for the friends i've burned and words i've written
i think it's time for me to leave
i think it's time for me to take my leave
and it was fun to be a part of your masterpiece
yea i came in swingin' but i left with my head between your knees
i think it's time for me to leave
i think it's time for me to take my leave
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Reruns
04:00
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reruns of silence
old parking tickets and x-files
pizza boxes diet pills
an air mattress
a window sill
and your absence scares-
it scares the shit out of me
reruns and ignored calls
sore memories and tax forms
hand-me-down furniture
the neighbors cat and a bamboo plant
and your exit breaks-
it breaks the better man in me
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Chris Wakefield San Diego, California
Solo artist from San Diego playing indie folk rock tunes with brief forays into the electonic realms. Vocally and lyrically captivating, infectious, and powerful, his music is both dark and at times humorous, and should not be missed.
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