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Anxiety Blues
04:23
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I went to the doctor, he told me, "girl, don't cry"
I went to the doctor, he told me, "girl, don't cry"
He said, "There's nothing we can do here
We're all just waiting to die"
So I called my mother, she told me, "girl, you're okay"
I called my mother, she told me, "girl, you're okay,
There ain't no use to worry
We'll all meet again in the same place one day"
So I called my father, he said, "try talking to me"
I called my father, he said, "try talking to me,
Lay your burden down, let it go
And count the days 'til you're free"
So I called my brother, he said, "you need to relax"
I called my brother, he said, "you need to relax"
He said, "just focus on your living
Before your vision goes black"
So I prayed to Jesus, why did you make me so blue?
I prayed to Jesus, why did you make me so blue?
You see, an anxious mind can never
Overlook even the smallest truth
Here I am, thinking of no one but me
Here I am, thinking of no one but me
I'm just writing phony songs
About anything anyone anywhere wants to believe
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South Street
03:48
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I've been dreaming up questions
With answers I'll never know
And I've been thinking of all of life's lessons
I've learned to help me grow
And I'm trying to let them
Pull me out of this fog
But my feet are still stuck in the cement
That we put down in our backyard
Wrote our names in years ago
I was walking down South Street
With life all around me
I wanted to see you
I hoped you had found me
I walked into a bookstore
Piled high with antiquity
There were a boy and a girl
In the aisle next to me
And he was reading out loud
About some girl named Lucy
And the girl stood there quiet
And I thought to myself
How beautiful to love, and how lucky
See, I've been dreaming up questions
With answers I'll never know
And I've been thinking of all of life's lessons
I've learned to help me grow
And I'm trying to let them
Pull me out of this fog
But my feet are still stuck in the cement
That we put down in our backyard
Scratched our names in years ago
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Destinations
03:27
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Fog swirling the ground
Streetlights shining the way
It's always a journey
From your first breath
'Til the day that you die
Your life is a jaunt
The destinations will never come
You can only hope for the rising sun
Then it graces your eyes
You find you're surprised again
All the people you meet
The hands that you shake
The gods that you lose and find again
All the love you embrace
What you're willing to give
That's what counts in the end
The destinations will never come
You can only hope for the rising sun
Then it graces your eyes
You find you're surprised again
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Kate Dressed Up Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Meandering toward something else
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