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Far Away
02:00
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I've got you in the back of my mind,
Choking back the words I'd never say.
And you, you're far away
And I'm home, just dreaming of a way.
And I'm growing tired.
And my hands are breaking
From the load I'm bearing
But if planes and trains could take me closer to your heart
I'd push it all night through.
Cause I want to be next to you,
Cause I need to be next to you.
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Days Ahead
03:29
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Snow is falling, on the ground.
But my heart's warming, to the sound
Of your voice calling, my name so loud.
My eyes are looking,
To the south.
But I'll keep dreaming,
Of the days ahead.
Time is moving, slow again.
But I'm just waiting, For the day
Where stupid miles, don't mean a thing.
My eyes are looking,
To the south.
But I'll keep dreaming,
Of the days ahead.
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3. |
Not Coming Home
03:48
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We said we'd throw it all away,
and follow truth once again.
But here we are at the same cross -roads
We were five years ago.
Go tell your friends you're dead,
Go tell the ones you love you're not coming home again.
Let the dead bury their dead,
Cause were not coming back.
You have a plan for me,
Sometimes I don't understand.
But here I am with all I have,
So take what I can give.
Go tell your friends you're dead,
Go tell the ones you love you're not coming home again.
Let the dead bury their dead,
Cause were not coming back.
Do I have the strength to give it all away?
Nothing I can do, but give it all to you.
Go tell your friends you're dead,
Go tell the ones you love you're not coming home again.
Let the dead bury their dead,
Cause were not coming back.
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Here Now
04:09
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We go back to familiar places
The ones we call our home.
You've got me here now.
You've got me here now.
All the roads I know,
Eat me up and spit me out alone
In tiny rooms, in basements, of houses we grew up in.
I don't know how to come back.
Cause I'm just wasting all my time
Trying to make sense of this.
I'm just wasting my stupid time,
not falling back to cycles I thought I broke
This place changes meaning
The older I get
You've got me here now
You've got me here now.
Fall, it let me down
After summer kicked in so strong
I left home, grew up, and came back
But never learned how to live with that
Cause I'm just wasting all my time
Trying to make sense of this.
I'm just wasting my stupid time,
not falling back to cycles I thought I broke
Everyone I love is far away,
Everything I know, it hides its face it's how it goes.
Cause I'm just wasting all my time
Trying to make sense of this.
I'm just wasting my stupid time,
not falling back to cycles I thought I broke
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Time
03:32
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I've got nothing left to say,
I've got nothing left to lose these days.
So I'll move on slow,
And let them know.
Home, it doesn't mean anything, anymore.
And I've got time,
to figure out this stupid lie, and leave it all behind.
Home, it doesn't mean anything, to me.
And I lose hope,
Every time that I come back, walk through familiar doors.
I've got nothing in my brain,
I've got nothing left worth to say.
My heart breaks when you're not here,
Oh how I wish that you were near.
Home, it doesn't mean anything, anymore.
And I've got time,
to figure out this stupid lie, and leave it all behind.
Home, it doesn't mean anything, to me.
And I lose hope,
Every time that I come back, walk through familiar doors.
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Jayber Crow Halifax, Nova Scotia
Country-Emo from Halifax, NS
--------------------- Jayber Crow is Jay C. Bustin, plus friends
Jayber Crow recommends:
Lester Slade is one of my best friends, and one of my favourite local musicians
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I met Jon Solari while I lived in Belfast. Played a couple of house gigs with him, and his band New Ancestors.
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In the Shadow of the Chapel
by Ryan Hillier
Ryan Hillier is one of the best song-writers in New Brunswick, and this Album is killer.
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