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Dark was the Yearling
The Bones of J.R. Jones Lyrics


Broken Land Silver tongues to wips Seeing your dreams swing from tall tr…
Dreams to Tell What′s that creepin' ′cross my floor? Didn't I tell you shut…
Good Friend Of Mine Well I saw you today and I thought for a…
Hearts Racing Our hearts our racing, let's go chase them down My blood…
St. James' Bed It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner…
The Dark ヒプノシスマイク Bright Dark いざ決着 光差す その場所へ Bright and dark, brigh…
The Plan Ah, ah Ah, ah Boy, if you need someone, don't let me…
This Fire Pull me out of this fire, I'm burning to slow Pull…


Nolan


on Bless Your Soul

We've been conditioned To believe what we said life. No wonder we don't know The meaning of "I." It means the meaning of you And the things you do, Not the clothes you wear, Or the talk we share. And, now, pictures that lie Tell us what to buy, But never what to do. When all your money's through. So don't be deceived By what your T.V. receives, 'Cause they'll pasteurize you cold, And they'll advertise you sold. [Chorus] Lose all time; Love your mind, And free your soul. Innoncent child turned out wild. No more six... six picking up stix. This kinda blufunk will make you Trip, dip, shake your hip, And put on the Jones train to freedom. Now, I've been meaning to draw Some kinda conclusion; About the time, the mind, And the soul intrusion. But the Keziah Jones train of thought Has had to be "derailed" and "defracked." Do to this groove found Lying across the tracks. [Chorus x 2] Yeah, babe, I've been meaning to draw... I've been meaning to draw Some kinda conclusion, But we've been derailed; Derailed and defracked. Derailed and defracked. Does anybody know what defracked means? If you do... If you do, Get on the train. Get on the train. Get on the train. Get on the train. [Chorus x 3] "Don't be deceived by what your T.V. receives." Lose all time; Love your mind, And free your soul.

Oh, when all of your ghosts in your dark hollow
All them move to whats holy in you
Oh and Bless Your Soul

If your keeping time, aint hard if your blind
Just tap your feet to your prayers off beat

Oh and Bless Your Soul
Oh, Lord only knows

'Cause I, got all sorts of time
Yes I got all sorts of time

Oh, when all of your ghost in your dark hollow
All them move to whats holy in you
'Cuase your keeping time, aint hard if your blind
Just tap your feet of your prayers off beat

Oh and BLESS YOUR SOUL
Lord only knows

'Cause I, got all sorts of time
I got all sorts of time
Yes I got all sorts of time

Mel Menchini


on St. James' Bed

These are the lyrics to "St. James Infirmary" not "St. James's Bed". They're not even close. Literally the only thing they have in common is St. James.

Tonio Niémo


on Hearts Racing

Love this one... keep it simple, keep that melancholia...

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