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Back Where I Belong
04:25
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Dream the Sun
07:32
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I'm so lonely, baby,
Not even wanted wanted in my own mind,
My screams have echoed lately,
It's about time for that sun to shine,
I hope this day is a little brighter than before, oh lord,
'Cause if the light won't have me then the night will share me for sure,
The fields lay barren,
Our flowers don't bloom,
It's oddly apparent this ain't a June type of summer,
What a bummer, what blunder.. it was on our part,
We've had the power to dream the sun and the sky from the very start,
Got a jar full of jokers,
and a head full of harm,
Busy trippin' over caution while I search for these alarms to extinguish the flame in my eye,
I can no longer see the temple where fallen kings lie...
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3. |
Jupiter Jane
03:35
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Waking wind on her starlit scowl feeds the evening crowd, the feeling is loud,
Soft assurance turned so useless now for the stubbornly proud, fused by why and..
How could you say it was just a game when you couldn't stay away?
Leave me woed, just a little dismayed by the pawns you played,
Around your garden, at your weakened walls, screaming beckoned calls, "little miss know-it-all",
See those flowers and you'd pick away with no regard for the life you'd waste,
Have you ever been scared, ever felt afraid of who you are?
You're not scarred, barely even grazed by the absence of the stars,
Roll away, sweet Jupiter Jane,
Go find yourself in a room and lock it,
Somewhere deep in a personal space forget the key in your pocket,
Yeah, find some time to let your ghosts unwind,
Hide your reasons in a dead end sign,
Roll away, roll away, roll away for good (x2)
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4. |
Out of my Head
03:39
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5. |
Right Wing Walker
03:19
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Her bleeding heart holds fleeting love,
With fears that fall from God above,
Broken wings she grows hold traveler's speed,
The roads she roams are all they need,
Wayward woman, make a mess of me,
Soothe me or shoot me make up your mind,
Go on wastin' someone else's time,
From at first glanced my mind has danced around the though of your romance,
Wayward woman, give my love a chance,
Right wing walker walk your walk,
Tear drop talker talk your talk,
There's no time, that high for do or die,
The cards you wield yield gypsy eyes
Oh Gypsy eyes they blind your fall,
Christian capsules, curtain calls,
The roads you walk hold faulty flocks,
All crowing chaos but there's nothing but talk,
Decide your walk, decide your walk,
Oh, please, don't let me stop you now...
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6. |
Tractor Beam
05:15
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Moon Bums Augusta, Georgia
Band Members
Jordan Lee - Vocals, Bass Guitar, Guitar
Noah Lloyd - Lead Guitar, Backing Vocals, Drums, Production, Bass Guitar
Josh Graulty - Percussion, Banjo, Vocals
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