1. |
say goodnight
03:07
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say goodnight by david verga
close your eyes, rest your head, say goodnight
to the troubles who would follow you to your dreams
as i sing, while you sleep, the sun's making' leaps
to be here on time, so
start counting your sheep or just count on the gleam
of a brand new day that will find its way
to your door promising more
if you'd just open your hand
you could be swept off to sands...of a distant shore
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2. |
my bare feet
03:59
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my bare feet by david verga
i try too hard, take things too far
but i need you now, could you need me too?
babe, i don't know, where this will go
but i need you now, could you need me too?
i'd do my best to make you feel at home
i'd do my best to let you know
i tried to see these broken dreams
for what they are, i know you see them too
there's so much more beyond your door
that he never sees, show it to me
i'd do my best to make you feel at home
i'd do my best to let you know
it's a two-way street and my bare feet
will cross it every time to get to you
i'd do my best make you feel at home
i've done my best i'll let you go
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3. |
jericho
04:31
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jericho by david verga
absent footsteps in an empty hall
a crumpled letter tellin' you that it's not your fault
sit and think of what you meant to say and how
singin' songs to her pictures just ain't the same
and out in oklahoma crysta's crying' for her kin
sweet linnae has got the blues
and you should know by now when you play love you play for keeps
but it hasn't gotten through to you
nantahala's pourin' white over waterfalls
and tears are streamin' down your face
you keep tryin' to drink yourself to sleep at night
but the whiskey just can't seem to take her place
and out in oklahoma crysta's crying' for her kin
sweet linnae has got the blues
and you should know by now when you play love you play for keeps
but it hasn't gotten through to you
now she prays every night that you would stop building walls
and pushin' her away
and you pray every night that god would give that girl a horn
and bring your jericho tumbling' down someday
but all you hear at night is breath your lover used to take
when she was lyin' next to you
and now you wish that you could have her back in your arms
but you don't get to choose
and out in oklahoma crysta's crying' for her kin
sweet linnae has got the blues
and you should know by now when you play love you play for keeps
but it hasn't gotten through to you
you should know by now
so why don't you?
it hasn't gotten through
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4. |
transylvania rain
04:09
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transylvania rain by david verga
and all those swingset memories are just stained glass
factories abandoned by a disaffected hand
they recall me of a time before a friend had died
when i began to understand why people pray
not to celebrate the day or thank god for bringing rain
but to beg his grace for daughters and for sons
waiting out the transylvania rain, those clouds will never part
moving on will never wear you down unless you start
someday god will realize as our mourning chorus cries
that maybe we’ve really had enough
but until that final day when the trumpet blast repays
uncomprehended devastation done
i’ll be spending all my time holding on for dear life
holding onto dear life and those i love
waiting out the transylvania rain, those clouds will never part
moving on will never wear you down unless you start
it’s what he’d want
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5. |
each & every day
03:35
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each & every day by david verga
i’m standing on the edge of a waterfall, a waterfall
in all my nightly dreams
and i’m wondering what is next and wondering what will test
our will to make believe
david refused the armor and daniel bowed and prayed
but where did they find the courage to face each and every day?
before you go you better watch out
what steps you are takin’
before you know you’re gonna find out
what you are made of
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6. |
building a wall
04:07
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building a wall by david verga
open the drawer and take out the rest of your life
what were they for, all those fast times you found?
do your stockings feel right? are your feet on the ground?
try as you might, you won’t make a sound
‘cause i’m building a wall
i’m building it tall
and i will rise to the top
there’s just no stopping me now
all laid out in your striking new pose
those critics are fools, they should see you alone
seated high on the bench, they’re all throwin’ stones
they’ve all written songs with no final notes
but i’m building a wall
i’m building it tall
and i will rise to the top
there’s just no stopping me now
old bill bailey, where are you going to?
oh my lady, where were you going to before you met me?
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7. |
we've all
02:23
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we've all by david verga
we’ve all made our decisions, love
we’ve all made our decisions, love
we’ve all built private prisons of consequence and god only knows the extent
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8. |
progress
04:03
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progress by david verga
the mobile was circling, broadcasting lullaby death
their black wings were worshipping
and they’d rise and fall and rise and fall as they wept
i just drove away
i’d whispered soft and cold
i hope this hurts like hell
now i whisper often only
why, oh why, oh why, oh well
their hands are windin’ circles
drawin’ tighter around my neck
but their passing makes no progress
and progress don’t make itself
so get to work, draw a line, make a difference, make up your mind
get a clue, take the time, find the simplest reason why
you’re worth it, i swear you’re worth it
but i know the worst is yet to come
the mobile was circling, broadcasting lullaby death
their black wings were worshipping
and they’d rise and fall and rise and fall as they wept
i just drove away
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9. |
before you go
02:52
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before you go by david verga
before you go...
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10. |
the kite & the flyer
05:48
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the kite & the flyer by david verga
on the banks of a creek there,
the moon rose and it laid bare all my thoughts,
both my hands, every step of all the best laid plans i’d made
i will make, again and again my decisions repeated and learned?
not a thing, not a lick or a simple reminder that i’d wanted her
now the swell, now the quiet,
the smooth yellow drawl of fireflies in flight
flash away, signaling willing announcing to lovers their names
is their joy reached by achieving or simply by filling the void
with their call, echoing echoing the forested halls?
for all of my questions and all my suggestions, i haven’t got a clue,
not a hint, not a sense of direction, corrections are long overdue
but my hands get busy with keys or press into strings ringing out,
as i call, echoing echoing the forested halls
so i’ll wait out the night, return to my craft, taking my game to the skies
i try too hard...
i’m standing on the edge of a waterfall...
i pray every night...
where it stays, drifting and lifting me out of my favorite malaise
...take things too far
...in all my nightly dreams
...tumbling down someday...
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11. |
goodnight
02:59
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goodnight by david verga
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david verga Seattle, Washington
NC born and raised. Musical influences include several years studying classical piano, my Dad's old cassette tape of "Graceland", and whatever Tatum or Ian want to learn on any given night.
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