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Whispers of Dreams
03:02
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And We are whispers of dreams.
Soon to be forgotten, but your all I see.
We're fading fast, in the afternoon.
We're just mere shadows cast by the moon.
Night brings new dreams, hold on tightly to me.
If dreams don't mean anything, does anything mean anything at all?
So goodbye and good night, goodbye and goodnight.
So goodbye and good night, goodbye and goodnight.
So goodbye and good night, goodbye and goodnight.
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Fill Me Up
03:29
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And I'm so empty, so please fill me up.
I'm tired of staring into this cup.
And everything is covered in dust.
I wish that I, could still trust.
Trust, trust.
And I'm so empty please fill me up.
Or fill up another, cup.
Cup, cup.
And I'm so empty, please pour yourself into me.
I'm riddled with cracks, I think you can see.
So please smooth me out new.
So I can hold on to you.
So please smooth me out new.
So I can hold on to you.
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You and All Your Friends
01:54
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And maybe I wasn't good enough for you and all your friends, you and all your friends.
And maybe I wasn't cool enough for you and all your friends, you and all your friends.
I want you to know, I'm letting go to you and all your friends, you and all your friends.
And maybe I wasn't attractive enough for you and all your friends, you and all your friends.
And maybe I didn't get high enough for you and all your friends, you and all your friends.
Cuz I don't need you, no I don't want you, I've got all of my friends, all of my friends.
Cuz I don't need you, no I don't want you, I've got all of my friends, all of my friends.
Can you give it on back? It's my heart that I lack.
That you stole from inside of me, that you stole from inside of me.
And maybe, I was is love with you.
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Smile
03:14
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We watch feathers float on the wind, falling from the sky.
And the moon above our heads, choosing where our shadows lie.
Ladadadadada
And your eyes, showed me my way through the night.
And your heart, showed me where to start.
Ladadadadada
And I don't have apps on my phone, but your love will guide me back home. Back to you, back to you.
And I don't have apps on my phone, but your love will guide me back home. Back to you, back to you.
Ladadadadada
Just smile, smile. Today, today.
Ladadadadada
And hold your breath a little longer now, hold your breath a little longer now. Wait, just wait.
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The Lost Boys
02:20
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We said we'd never grow up, said we'd never grow old. Never doing what we're told.
Do you believe me now? Do you believe me now?
We can live in the forest, with all of our friends.
They say that we're dreaming, that its just pretend.
And we'll stay out all night, cuz we don't need much light.
Besides the moon, and the fire thats burning in you.
And we're all getting older, even though we don't want to.
Just wish that we could, go back to our youth.
Lost Boys.
Lost Boys.
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Forest Porridge combines intricate finger picking with soulful honest vocal accompaniment to convey emotional feelings and stories to listeners; equipped with a number of different pedal and tone effects the sounds created can be expansive but at the same time be very intimate and honest with listeners. ... more
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