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God, Never
02:59
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all my life
I was looking for you
like a flower in the wind
ripped from the roots
and god
never showed his face to us
all I see is dust
and I guess that's all there is
forget about tomorrow
let the tv glow
take a pale white room
and paint it indigo
because god
never showed his face to us
all I see is dust
and I guess that's all there is
I guess that's all there is
I don't like to see you work so hard
honey, we're at the sunset of our youth
so hop into this car
and we can find a place to be alone
far from the pity party people
in the shadow of the steeple
just us and the animals
woo!
-Bryant Alama
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2. |
Medicine Man
03:40
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drinking the day away
I aint got much to say
but I know where we go when we die
it aint that far of a drive
and I'm feeling alright tonight
as long as you stand by my side
holding my memories tight
still trying to do what is right
but they make it so hard on us
crawling through all the dust
of dreams that we had as kids
they turned me into a poet
then took away my pen
well, I don't know about you
but I can't fix it at all
I don't want to
if you catch me lost in the past
just pull me back, back
I always just assumed there'd be more
that destiny would know down our doors
but then I was twenty-four
what was I searching for
was it the prime of my life
I'm gonna call up the medicine man
singing, "show me them stars again"
singing, "glory, glory, hallelujah"
what's it to you now
sitting half stoned just dreading the morning
its a fever you can't calm down
when there's something outside your window
but you can't escape the house
well, I don't know about you
but I can't fix it at all
I don't want to
if you catch me lost in the past
just pull me back, back
-Bryant Alama
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3. |
Four Horsemen
03:59
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single mothers
deadbeat dads
life aint like no magazine ad
your lips are cracked
clothes are ripped
but I don't mind it when you move those hips
I've seen
four horsemen
and you know
they move so slow
some people become soldiers
some build things with their hands
my darlin', she's a doctor
and I'm her broken man
every night
I see four horsemen
and you know
it takes a toll
poured myself some coffee
and I stepped into the light
of the morning
tell me something
is everything alright
I've seen
four angels
but they don't sing
a damn note
they wheeled my body
to the morgue
kept it cool
while the city burned
dust to dust
ash to ash
we are made up of the past
now I ride
with four horsemen
and you know
we take our toll
-Bryant Alama
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4. |
Twenty-Something Candles
04:52
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it takes one mistake
to leave a scar for life
it's impossible
to always walk the line
because no one starts
in exactly the same place
some were born on third
some had to steal for second base
but you don't go expecting sympathy
when you know your disposition is your destiny
twenty-one candles on that birthday cake
you don't make a wish
you just watch them melt away
you could paint these walls
but you just leave them blank
every color of the rainbow just reminds you of the rain
monday, tuesday, wednesday
such a drag
friday drugs you into thinking it aint all that bad
you just need to get away from time to time
but every year those ticker prices climb
twenty-one candles on that birthday cake
you don't make a wish
you just watch them melt away
now there are twenty-nine candles on that birthday cake
you close your eyes
you wish for twenty-eight
and you think you might have cancer
and if your heart beats any faster
well, it might just beat out of your chest
is it growing up
or giving up
or is it all the same
you always thought that time would explain
twenty-one candles on that birthday cake
you don't make a wish
you just watch them melt away
now there are twenty-nine candles on that birthday cake
you close your eyes
you wish for twenty-eight
-Bryant Alama
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Out of Dodge Portland, Oregon
gnarly guitar, great lyrics, and a backbone you can groove to
Out of Dodge (formerly known as
Northern Currents) is:
Bryant Alama - singer-songwriter/rhythm guitar/Alec Trusty - lead guitar/Daniel leussler - bass/backing vocals/
Kyle Cregan - drums/backing vocals/ Zach Roth - keys/tambo/backing vox
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