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Build Up
05:07
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(LYRICS)
Keep everything inside, let it all build up.
Things will trickle out like an over-filled cup of coffee at Denny's.
Where I sit here, alone... proving to myself my mental seeds are not yet sewn.
Sexual frustration is beginning to take it’s toll on me.
Wanting to jump most anything I see.
Acting irrational around people unknown
proving to them my mental seeds are not yet sewn.
So I sit here pondering about how insanity is so fun.
So I sit here pondering about how insanity is so fun.
So I sit here alone with my cigarettes to smoke, my cigarettes to choke... wasting my life away.
So I sit here pondering about how insanity is so fun.
So I sit here pondering about how insanity is so fun.
Won't you join me little darlin' and together we can ponder about how insanity is so fun?
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2. |
Whisper In My Ear
06:58
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(LYRICS)
The weeks go by so fast,
yet the months go on so long.
But time for me stands still,
when you start to sing your song.
Your words surround me like the sky.
They're deeper than the ocean.
They seep into my body, oh how I can feel their emotion.
And how I wish you could see exactly what you do to me. [When / Every time] you sing your song.
Angel with a voice that could stir the windows in heaven, let me in your heart.
Angel with a voice that could make a rose shed a tear, whisper in my ear.
Let me know your dreams.
Let me inside your Zen Garden.
Let me know if it hurt you,
when you fell down from heaven.
And how I wish you could see exactly what you do to me. [When / Every time] you sing your song.
Angel with a voice that could stir the windows in heaven, let me in your heart.
Angel with a voice that could make a rose shed a tear, whisper in my ear.
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3. |
Forever Endeavor
06:21
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(LYRICS)
What I've come to realize, what I've come to feel.
Cannot be said unto you, I'm still learning how to deal.
What was once a part of me, what was once a dream.
Has surfaced to a different level by breaking down the beams.
No longer should I carry, no longer should I wait.
No longer should I concentrate on your poisoned bait.
It brings me down. It keeps me bound.
It turns me inside-out. It turns me upside-down.
'Cause what can I say to a dampened ear that's heard it all before?
To prove my love without a doubt.
To prove I'm the one for her.
What I've come to realize, what Ive come to feel.
Cannot be said unto you, I'm still learning how to deal.
To what extent you know of me, you'll never hear me say.
Perhaps you'd want to hear it, though, perhaps you'll turn away.
That's not a risk I want to take; not something I should do,
but I must admit it to myself... I've fallen in love with you.
And it brings me down. It keeps me bound.
It turns me inside-out, It turns me upside-down.
'Cause what can I say to a dampened ear that's heard it all before? To prove my love without a doubt.
To prove I'm the one for her.
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4. |
Cyrana
07:01
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(LYRICS)
-- Words by Ernest Dowson from his poem "Cynara" --
Last night, ah yester night, betwixt her lips and mine.
There fell thy shadow, Cyrana, thy breath was shed.
Upon my soul, between the kisses and the wine.
And I was desolate and sick of an old passion.
Yea I was desolate and bowed my head.
I have been faithful to thee, Cyrana, in my fashion.
All night, upon mine heart, I felt her warm heart beat.
All night within mine arms in love and sleep she lay.
But surely the kisses of her bought red mouth were sweet.
But I was desolate and sick of an old passion, when I awoke and found the dawn was gray.
I have been faithful to thee, Cyrana, in my fashion.
I have forgot much, Cyrana, gone with the wind.
Flung roses, roses riotously with the throng.
And dancing to put thy pale, lost lilies out of mind.
And I was desolate and sick of an old passion,
yea all the time because the dance was long.
I have been faithful to thee Cyrana, in my fashion.
Yea, I cried for madder music and for stronger wine,
but when the feast is finished and the lamps expire
then falls thy shadow, Cyrana. The night is thine!
And I was desolate and sick of an old passion,
yea hungry for the lips of my desire.
I have been faithful to thee Cyrana, in my fashion.
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5. |
Who Are You?
05:16
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(LYRICS)
Who are you? Who are you? Youre no love of mine.
I could never love somebody with such an evil mind.
So don't show me your face.
Don't give me those wet, pouty eyes.
'Cause I will reject them. Just as you're doing mine.
Do you mind it when I cry for you?
Does it bother your head?
Does it kill you to see youve got that power over me?
Does it kill you to see how much I've bled?
My eyes are open I can see the wide blue sky.
You're not shadowing over me leaving me dry.
I can see now what I missed before.
My wings are spread now, and I can soar.
And I don't give a damn about what you do.
Just get, just get out of my life for now.
I'm tryin to tell you it's much too soon.
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6. |
Again
05:16
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(LYRICS)
Do you really want to know who I am?
Do you really want to know who I am?
Do you think you can handle it?
I don't think you can handle it.
A lamb is what you were to me
and a lion is what you made me.
Do you really want to hold me, like you say?
Do you really want to love me, like you say?
Or will you just leave me again;
Lost and hungry for more again?
Or will we be together again, forever and a day?
Do you really want to know who I am?
Do you really want to know who I am inside my head?
...I don't think so.
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7. |
A La Mode
06:16
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(LYRICS)
Don't call him pessimistic.
Don't call him narcissistic.
He's as realistic as can be.
Don't call him apathetic.
Don't call him sinister.
He knows exactly what he's talking about.
You don’t know him (x4) like I do.
And all this talk about the world and how it's gonna be all right.
Well guess what... look around... It's not.
Don't call her hopeless romantic.
Don't call her idealistic.
She knows exactly what she's looking for.
Don't call her too poetic.
Don't call her copasetic.
She knows exactly what she's looking for.
You don't know her (x4) like I do.
And all this talk about love, and how it doesn't exist.
Well guess what... it does. I've felt it.
Don't call me pixilated.
Don't call me complicated.
I know exactly what I want.
Don't call me melancholy.
Don't call me civilized.
I'm as bloodthirsty as the next.
You don’t know me (x4) as well as you think.
And all this talk about nothing, and how it's gonna be something.
Well guess what, I'm still bleeding as we speak.
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8. |
Rebound Guy
02:09
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(LYRICS)
My baby, my baby is coming home to you.
My baby, my baby is coming home to you.
'Cuz she don't like... she don't like comin' home to me now.
No she don't like – she don't like comin' home to me now.
She don’t like coming home to me but I know it's all right.
'Cuz she still stares at me with that look in her eye.
And I know she'll be mine in just a matter of time.
'Cuz all you are to her is just a rebound guy.
You're just a rebound guy
You're just a rebound guy who doesn't have a clue.
My baby, my baby is coming home to me now.
My baby, my baby is coming home to me now.
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9. |
Piece Of Me
08:24
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(LYRICS)
-- Words by Andrew Bochanski and Coz Baldwin --
It's over it ended long ago.
We've packed up our things going in different directions
to see what our lives bring.
Don't try to reconsider what has been done.
You just hurt me again – this life is such fun.
Call again, talk some more
I should have told you long before
I want… I want to close this door.
All you’ve ever taken back is all you'll ever see.
But I tend to think that you’re still a piece of me.
It's back again with someone new.
What is me now is a part of you.
Not too soon to begin
a different time a different sin.
Call again, talk some more
I should have told you long before
I want… I want to close this door.
All you've ever taken back is all you'll ever see.
But I tend to think that you're still a piece of me.
I have often thought you should
get out of my weary head for good.
Call again, talk some more
I should have told you long before
I want… I want to close this door.
All you've ever taken back is all you'll ever see.
But I tend to think that you’re still a piece of me.
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10. |
Until I Find Love
08:30
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(LYRICS)
Until I can breath on my own give me some air.
Until I am rich give me some money.
Until I find love… Until I find love.
Don’t leave me alone.
I’ll take your handouts, enough to get me by,
but I won’t be happy 'til I’ve found love.
Are you my crayon that fills me with color?
Am I looking for something I’ve already found?
I may never know until you do.
There’s gotta be something out there.
There’s gotta be something new.
I know it’s gotta be out there and I wonder if it’s you.
Our time went stale, we’ve grown apart
and I wonder if I am still "forever in your heart".
You’re happy and I'm happy for you.
I am OK with that… I am OK with that.
But I wonder if it’s you I miss or just having you around?
Well I may never know until you do.
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Coz Baldwin Glenside, Pennsylvania
Coz put together his first band at age 17. By 19 he was in the studio recording his solo debut, "To whom it may concern...". After that, he was the lead singer of the hard rock band, Circuit Theory. Now, 20 years after his first solo album, he's recorded his 2nd. "Live at Home" is a collection of covers with two original songs which have been waiting 15 years to see the light of day. ... more
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