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Best Of Luck
03:04
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As the old story goes
It’s hard to squeeze water out of the stone [best of luck]
With the right trick it just might work
The question is what it’s worth
The game is rigged there is no time
A steady walk towards the end of the line [walk it out]
Take a given choice and let it slide
Don’t ask to much, enjoy the ride
You know
It’s not hard to find a place to hide
(it’s not that hard to find a place out of sight)
there is more and there is different
sometime best is not the quickest
I will take my chance
I’ll ready my defence
it's better than to sit here waiting
I don’t won’t my luck to run out
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2. |
Westbound Lane
04:46
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it's been a long, long, long road down
The light is on, it's the fuel reserve
If you drive alone you can't take turns
Can't afford to stop
Can't be at rest
Slow things down to ease the pressure in the chest
The past is far behind, can't miss the future 'cause it's a straight line
If I could save up more than I could spend,
I can catch up tomorrow and make it all right in the end
I'm not running away from home,
I'm trying to find one
It's not about the sleepless night
it's not about the endless drives
Ain't about the scenery, I've no time to stare
I keep my eyes on the road, I could be almost there
I'm not running away from home,
I'm trying to find one
Trying hard to find one
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Sun
03:22
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Look at the sun, the sun is shining
Shining like it’s never gonna rain
Look at the birds, the birds are singing
Singing like they’ve never been in vain
Take what's left of your broken heart
Take all the tears and all the pain
Patch it up for another round
You know things will never be the same
Look at the sun, the sun is shining
Shining like it’s never gonna rain
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New Year's 5AM
02:59
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Party’s almost over, they’ll leave an empty room
I open my mouth, but the words, words are too soon
Please make requests on my behalf
I had too much I think I should stop, I had too much
You’re a love I’ll never have, or a lover I’ll never know
Either way we had our fun but I’m afraid it’s time to go
There are new ways of holding that old forgotten line
I’m waiting for the next time to see you shine, so shine honey
When the days get ahead of you
And your thoughts have no more room
When it’s that time of the year again
Try to remember this little tune
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Aftermath
03:21
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Don't you know it's an aftermath
I really hoped it won't come to that
I wish i could say that I didn't know
End of the day, you reap what you sow
Empty glass or a broken cup
Doesn’t change the fact that I’m out
Busted car or a missed train
Doesn’t change the fact that I’m to blame
Beggar’s hand or a hand of gold
I won’t do what I am told
If there is a thing left intact
I’ll brake it down to see where I’m at
Long way to go
With this tired feet
Don’t wait up
I don’t know where I’ll be
I’m heading home
When your home town don’t feel like home anymore
It’s time to go, it’s time to go
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The Carrot And The Stick
03:04
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That place felt so small
But halfway through the door
I still think of a good excuse to stay
Anywhere I go
It’s always the same
The pressure won’t go away
All thing considered it would be different
Lessons I’ve learned, the things I’ve done
But it doesn’t make that true, oh it doesn’t make that true
That doesn’t make that true, oh it doesn’t make that true
My heart goes astray
It’s not about today
Tomorrow is more of my concern
I ain’t no martyr
I ain’t no martyr
Summer will end before the fall
Winter will be here for sure
Save your best there’s more to unfold
You can’t stop before you begin
All things considered it will be different this time
Lessons I’ve learned, the thing I’ve done
I will try to make it true, I will try to make it true
I'll try to make it true, I try to make it true
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The Platter
02:59
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I’d miss you if I knew that you will come back,
but I know I’d be a fool to wait for you
so I’m sitting here pretending, that everything is all right
and waiting for someone who’ll be true
but if you decide to do this, all over again
and show your pretty face on my front door
you better bring some chocolate, big bouquet of flowers
some whiskey and your head on the platter
I’ve spent my time of wondering and sighing
I’ve paid my share of being sad and blue
It’s time to move on, I’ll be picking up the pace
but know that I’ll be thinking of you
I’ve slowed my heart till it got silent
so I can drag my legs when I can’t move
buried all our belongings, I’ve got nothing to lose
I’d miss you if I knew that you will come back,
but I know I’d be a fool to wait for you
It’s time to move on, I’ll be picking up the pace
but know that I’ll be thinking of you
but if you decide to do this, all over again
and show your pretty face on my front door
you better bring some chocolate, big bouquet of flowers
some whiskey and your head on the platter
some whiskey and your head on the platter
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8. |
The Knacker's Yard
05:28
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It doesn’t matter what you think is wrong or right
It doesn’t matter if you’re willing to fight
It doesn’t matter what you can or cannot do
It doesn’t matter what I feel for you
You can’t kick start a dead horse
It doesn’t matter how hard you try
It doesn’t matter if I believe your words are true
It doesn’t matter what I feel for you
Our road is filled with holes and every hole holds a home
for another poor soul who dropped the ball and lost it all
they took the fall for not knowing how small mistakes evolve
into a stroll towards a knacker’s yard
But you can’t kick start a dead horse
You can’t kick start a dead horse
All you need is time for things to dissolve
To change the shape and live on
A day after a day after a day
Fading away fading away
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On And On
03:27
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Picking pebbles, building forts
I stayed in the city you left behind
All the streets that once were yours
By now are surely mine
I never blamed you,
I knew we’d go separate ways
But there was so much more
I wanted to say
I’ve seen people come and go
I’ve seen people who wanted to stay
I’ve seen them rise, I’ve seen them fall
All the shine and all the decay
I never blamed them,
I knew we’d go separate ways
But there was so much more
I wanted to say
When the winter hits hard
And it always does
I keep singing those old songs
On and on, on and on
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Postcard
03:43
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Concrete landscapes as far as I can see
drop me a postcard, sometimes think of me
Concrete landscapes as far as I can see
drop me a postcard, sometimes think of me
If there’s a way out
would you show me how?
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The days are long, the days are weary
There’s nothing but stones in my way
My friends are gone, my woman left me
There’s not even a road for me to stray
Not even a road for me to stray
If I could find me some money
I would buy myself a pair of walking shoes
I would leave all this behind me
Oh I've got so little left to loose
You know I’ve got so little left to loose
I can hear the wind, the wind is roaring
I can see the rain, the rain turns to hail
I would ask the lord to take me
But I know it’s too late for me to pray
Oh I know it’s too late for me to pray
It’s getting cold, too cold in my house
I’ve burned down all my books and chairs
I’ve even burned my old guitar now
When I’m gone you won’t know I was there
Oh when I’m gone you won’t know I was there
Take me down (to Wortham, Texas) deep down south
I wanna see Blind Lemon’s grave
And don’t you show me no headstone
I wanna know exactly where he lays
I wanna know exactly where he lays
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12. |
Determined Attempt
04:03
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I don’t wanna know your best reason to end it all right now
I’m feeling very tired I think I’ll agree with you, I’ll probably agree with you
I know I should be more defensive, but I know that you know
we’ve been chewing this forever, chewing this forever
And we ended up biting our own tongue
oh the damage is done
back again on the start, take a deep breath and work it out
put some effort into it or it won’t mean a thing
I don’t wanna hear another story, I know them all by heart
all the walking in circles, all the misplaced trust
from time to time, you get a feeling that some things have changed
but you end up having nothing, having nothing
and it’s a shame, I know it’s a shame
but you’re the only one to blame
back again on the start, take a deep breath and work it out
put some effort into it or it won’t mean a thing
you gotta put your heart and bones, your house
old boxes filled with fall-aparts
kitchen stove and unmade bed, even the monster in your head
every smile and every kiss, leave them all for the bliss
you gotta put some effort into it or it won’t mean a thing
you gotta put your soul into it or it won’t mean a thing
you gotta put your soul into it or it won’t mean a thing
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WENT Belgrade, Serbia
A band known as WENT is an indie/folk band from Belgrade, Serbia formed in 2005. Inspired by American folk and alternative genres of Rock’n’Roll , they blend acoustic storytelling about life’s little ups and downs with electric grooves.
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