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Art Of Life
03:35
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When we first met felt like time had been reset
And the sight of you could never come too soon.
A blue boy set on an anger turning red.
You were changing around the colors of your room.
And things progressed so easy and so fast.
Trading jabs and kisses and our truths.
Said you loved me paused and thought about it.
Then you said that you really liked me too.
Doubts set in about where you saw yourself.
Man the Irish thought that you could hold your booze.
I had a thick strong head self righteous in demand.
I just brushed it off as silly bouts of youth.
You should'v been my wife.
But our timing was atrocious and untrue.
You should've been my wife.
But I was busy thinking I was perfecting the art of life.
The way you left was a drunk confusing mess.
Found yourself another so fast and withdrew.
I opted to isolate myself.
Left with all my love and anger to sort through.
When we last met felt like time had been reset.
And the sight of you was pure and renewed.
A blue boy set saw what time could do to mend.
You were changing around the colors of your room.
You were changing around the colors of your room.
You should'v been my wife.
But our timing was atrocious and untrue.
You should've been my wife.
But I was busy thinking I was perfecting the art of life.
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Piece Of Mind
04:09
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Spring never sprung.
Will you ever come home to watch the bloom outside with me?
Summer was stunned.
It withered in the sun and there's a drought killing the grass beneath my feet.
I swear I was standing up on New Year's Day.
Down on my knees by New Year's Eve.
Crawling to the end of the year.
Keep getting smaller.
Won't you let me disappear?
Crawling to the end of the year.
Fall fell so fast.
You never made it back to see the leaves fall from the trees.
Winter light it lacks.
It barely peeks through the cracks and this pipe will burst if you let it freeze.
I swear I was standing up on New Year's Day.
Down on my knees by New Year's Eve.
Crawling to the end of the year.
Keep getting smaller.
Won't you let me disappear?
Crawling to the end of the year.
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Fall
04:54
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Sounds good in this room.
It's tempting not to leave it feels so true.
You're the chip in my tooth.
That my tongue always gravitates to.
Come and meet me down there.
We'll make a scene as everybody stares.
You'll be the tune that fills the air.
Converting choirs from the cities blare.
And we'll fall so sweet.
And we'll call out so free.
And we'll swallow the water so deep.
And we'll fall so be ready.
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Ada Jane Minneapolis, Minnesota
Ada Jane is the latest manifestation of Minneapolis-based singer/songwriter Matt Marka and drummer, Charlie Wilson. Ada Jane delivers a varied sound style, ranging from moody dirges similar to the darker moments of Wilco or Bruce Springsteen, to rollicking, rousing rock ‘n roll that has been compared to The Replacements. ... more
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