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Squeeze the Juice
04:54
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The morning breaks you barely shake the clouds around your head
Freeze or flight but you think you might just crawl back in bed
You wonder how you got so burnt out on what you used to love
This too shall pass if we can just see past the things we're frightened of
The day moves in and you begin to find your footing now
Your instincts tell you seize the day but you're not really sure how
The winds they blow you to the flow and right outside your door
These are your days your trails to blaze so what you waiting for
Think it over now and over hours of contemplative advice
And the overalls have been overhauled now who's that running your life
And the open houses open couches waiting for you now
Is it over now have you forgotten how to
Squeeze a little juice out of this life
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2. |
Me Again
08:14
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She says oh shit, there's that look again
It's painted on your face
I manage to crack a smile
To try to take it's place
It doesn't feel like a choice this time
Which black breezes blow my way
But I choose how I handle this
What to keep, and what to give away
Hello, It's me again
I'm losing my shit
Hello baby it's me again
Just hope you ain't over it, not yet
She takes my face in both her hands
And lifts up my eyes
She tells me with just a glance
I can see through your disguise
But baby the wolves are circled in on me
And they're closing in tonight
She says let them circle all they want
We're gonna push out that darkness with the Light
Hello it's me again
I'm losing my shit
Hello Baby its me again
Just hope you ain't over it, not yet oh
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3. |
Between the Eyes
03:22
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They opened up heaven today
Right above the sky
They're selling tickets at the door
and early birds online
Who wants to get they're head touched today
Right above the sky
It's closer than you think
You don't have to wait in line
Right between the eyes
Right between the eyes
Yogi says this ain't my first rodeo
But its the biggest one I've seen
And I choose to believe him
At least what he means
The coffin's are overgrown with flowers
With nothing inside
The jazz band dances in procession
But nobody's cry'n
Right between the eyes
Right between the eyes
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4. |
Crumpin' the Streets
06:19
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I got this itch this twitch this itch I can't scratch
Seems like all the problems in my life in the middle of my back
Can ya get it for me
I'm scrolled down locked down
Trying to sort out my facts
But really all I want to do is just get back to actsh.....tion...son...
Dunn, you think you're the only one?
Crusty ass Wilson, can't you still have you some fun...son?
Make the best of it, make a quest of it
Get some shit done
I'm out here minding mine sipping sunshine with the Youngest of Dunns
Still, why you sweating why you fretting
Why you rocking the long face
You should just turn of the tweets
Come crump the streets
And share the same space
We could just celebrate uniqueness of every culture and race
All walks All styles Two eyes One smile
To everyone's face
We out here smelling them roses baby
Maybe I'm stuck in the weeds
We out here riding them roads baby
Maybe I'll Crump in the Streets
Crump in the Streets
Joe:
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Harmon Hanson Denver, Colorado
Harmon brings the southern grit to the mountain air. Songs with unique personalities and soulful solos. Soak it up, stay a while.
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