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Recorded in Doylestown, PA
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I thought of everything impossible
And I thought myself to death
I died a younger man
Had my ashes burnt
And, now they're close to being back
I do believe my core temperature
Is much lower than it was
I'm so pleased
To be drinking cups of wine
With the ones I'm told I should love
Oh, I'm hardly breaking through
Though i've extended my hand of stone
To all the velvet carpet, gold wearing know-it-all's
Who think that Jesus Christ was classic rock
And his convictions are worth while
But he was put to death for making scenes
They were all so religious then
They're not so religious now
I think the past somehow gets lost somewhere
Like a needle in the sand
As the memories that once were fresh
Are now years beyond repair
I hope to something
Somehow I'll meet you
Oh, and it'll be in the air
And, we'll float around and around
Above the ground, and be together
Alone again
I'm so sorry, my love
For you
Considering how much i've let myself put you through
I'm so sorry, my love
It's true
We must continue doing exactly what we want to do
So, I wander around to a strangers house
Built with playing cards
Her furniture looked so familiar
It reminded me of yours
Oh, and the way she asks what I want
Brings a cold chill up my spinal cord
And I forget the strangers name
And start to sound out yours
So, we stumble into my favorite bar
For a drink or two or three
And the bartender knows exactly who we are
Believes both of us are me
And I explain for my companion
The only difference is belief
I was much kinder then
Now I barely even speak
Oh, I was young, in love, and filled with hate
Strange enough to dream
But I'm missing, most selfishly, the heart
And the inner peace
But it didn't worry her
She was so naive
And she had clearly gone insane
So, I protected her investment
And kept my heart deep inside her brain
I'm so sorry, my love
For you
Considering how much i've let myself put you through
I'm so sorry, my love
It's true
We must continue doing exactly what we want to do
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Peace, Turkey!,
released July 5, 2011
Brian Dale Allen Strouse - piano, vocals
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