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The sun is a orange colored moon
and the moon is a great white sun
and the sky is a big blue baloon
and the clouds are for everyone who has a heart
and for everyone who tears it apart
my mind is a fragile one at best
it leaves me sleepless without rest
and in this turmoil I'm distressed
please remove this burden from my chest
first verse.
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You left me to dwell in the ruins of my doom
among my scattered remains in a shallow tomb
you dealt me an unfortunate hand to which I'm bound
in this broken promised land where dreams turn unsound
our mind twirls on a chain of illusion
the realms of our pain turns into a pattern of confusion
you lead us upon a trail of dismay
blind folded by its veil of deceit and disarray
despair's broken toll chimes down the stairs
into a gaping black hole where our mind dissppears.
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You can head for the sky
where the clouds are soaring high
you can go for the moon
but you'll come down soon
you can try all you will
you can do all you can
stand on the top of the hill in the ruins of your land
you can set your sights upon whatever you may please
a million starry nights and the wind brushing through the trees
you can try to do good
you can try to do bad
but I knew you never could do much with what you had.
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Welcome to the loony bin
01:44
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Open up the gates to the loony bin
open up the gates and let yourself in
open up the gates to your sordid mind
open up the gates and lets see we what we can find
theres nothing left to lose, nothing left to gain
when you light the fues and spark this turmoils flame.
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The world is coming to an end
and its just a matter of time
but darling I don't mind aslong as I've got you
cause when everything is falling apart
I still got your heart in the palm of my hand
and darling I'm your man
and when the sun sinks down into an endless
abyss, as our lips are joined together for one last kiss
first verse.
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Desert highway
02:38
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Out on a desert highway my bones turn to clay
just me and the endless sky way the tombstones in my way
and vultures fly high above me I begged them please to let me be
and in a desperate cry I begged them please to set me free
and out in the far distance I could hear a freight train
and its engine was humming on a lonesome refrain.
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Trail of broken hearts
02:38
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Now there ain't nothing like a woman scorn
on a trail of broken hearts
and there ain't no pain as strong
as when you've been treated wrong
as when you've been treated wrong
now theres many jilted lovers here
on this trail of broken hearts
now I've seen em come
and I've seen em go
and I've seen their hearts grow cold
on this trail of broken hearts.
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Junksick Morning Norway
Born 13.09.89.
Name Kent Stian Haugland.
Occupation Troubadour.
Instruments played
Acoustic Guitar.
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