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Pop Music of the Future: This Banjo
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Thursday, June 19, 2008. He was whispering for someone to be closer to. Oh what'd you do? Oh what'd you do? So anticipation done did him away. It closed in for the kill. It closed in for the kill. I'll be jumping speeding train cars for you much too soon. So step my way dear. Come step my way dear. Cause on most occasions my home isn't home. So pluck this banjo dear. And pluck it till your near. Cheer me up my darling. Would you be my blanket. Keep me in containment. I'll be thinking of you.
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Pop Music of the Future: April 2008
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Friday, April 11, 2008. He was shaking the dust from his shoes as he left there. And distraught at the day for not coming his way. But the clock on his wall said he had it all wrong. You can't run from my hand, I will follow you". Tick from this clock we are signing away. Insult to moments in store for today. Requested reactions rewind and replay. Fast forward my ending don't push me away. Tick-Tock time has gone wrong. Tick-Tock time is all gone. He was old for a boy and young for a man.
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Pop Music of the Future: The Woman Without Grace
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Sunday, October 19, 2008. The Woman Without Grace. There is a story in my ear. Which seems to start this time of year. The dying grass and shades of gray. They help to keep my thoughts away. Where is the ease in easy. When a moment can’t be spared. When all the worries in your head. Are wanting to be shared. The price of gasoline. Are sights and sounds of war. The stocks are falling. Lower than the leading limbo. Legend on his home court. Turns into a mass. The paparazzi aim to please. The few of us.
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Pop Music of the Future: October 2008
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Sunday, October 19, 2008. The Woman Without Grace. There is a story in my ear. Which seems to start this time of year. The dying grass and shades of gray. They help to keep my thoughts away. Where is the ease in easy. When a moment can’t be spared. When all the worries in your head. Are wanting to be shared. The price of gasoline. Are sights and sounds of war. The stocks are falling. Lower than the leading limbo. Legend on his home court. Turns into a mass. The paparazzi aim to please. The few of us.
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Pop Music of the Future: February 2008
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Tuesday, February 26, 2008. The Roller Coaster Ride. Without thought or reasonable mindful discussion, It seems I have chosen to write words for the doubtful pleasure of all. With this being said, I move on with a clear conscience and a sturdy keyboard. I've decided to stay up late tonight. Why is it that one regret forces us to desire misery in every other area of our life as well. Perhaps self pity? Pop Music of the Future. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Sweet Sweet Heart Killer. The Roller Coaster Ride.
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Pop Music of the Future: Pushing Little Keys
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Thursday, June 19, 2008. I've gone and lost my chance tonight. And in my thoughts it did seem right. I waited for the perfect time. I planned it all out in my mind. I've gone and lost my chance tonight. Your pen would drop beside my chair. Both reaching for it we would stare. Into the eyes of someone new. And somehow I would impress you. I'd ask your name and hold the door. And go outside to thank the lord. For giving me your cheer tonight. As smiles shine and speak goodbyes. Pop Music of the Future.
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Pop Music of the Future: June 2008
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Thursday, June 19, 2008. He was whispering for someone to be closer to. Oh what'd you do? Oh what'd you do? So anticipation done did him away. It closed in for the kill. It closed in for the kill. I'll be jumping speeding train cars for you much too soon. So step my way dear. Come step my way dear. Cause on most occasions my home isn't home. So pluck this banjo dear. And pluck it till your near. Cheer me up my darling. Would you be my blanket. Keep me in containment. I'll be thinking of you. Our hears wi...
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Pop Music of the Future: Convince My Mind
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Thursday, June 19, 2008. There was a melody to sing. There was a harmony to bring. And though this song was playing loud. You could not hear the music play. Its voice was deafened by the day. Triumphant sounds turning around. What will it take to make you come around to me? What will it take to make you come around to me? So convince my mind that it will never think about you. That will never be true. Convince my words that there is nothing good about you. They would be so few. Who wait around eternity.
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Pop Music of the Future: March 2008
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Saturday, March 29, 2008. Jump Out (Of This Boat). Do you ever feel alone in a world without someone. Yes, Its been far too long since I’ve felt that precious warmth. Do you lack the inspiration to get through life intact. Of course I have my moments, but indeed I’m set far back. I’m short on inspiration so these words will share their own. What kind of heart do I posses if it is still at rest. Its’ speech has slowed and eyes have closed its begging for a door. Pop Music of the Future. Excitement of new ...
