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If I Were the Devil
04:05
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If I were the devil
I'd make you shout and scream
At just the thought of me
If I were the devil
I'd make you clutch the earth
Just to feel my shadow
I'd make you taste my food
And you would revel in the poison
That they bring to me
If I were the prince
And every morning saw my glory
This sun would set your feet on fire
Set your feet on fire
If I were the devil
I'd burn all your books
And you'd just read my name
If I were the devil
All the soldiers would die in vain
So you could see my face
Feel my embrace
If I were the devil
I would swallow every soul
And you would beg them out
Like Ruth before her king
If I were the devil
I would coil and constrict you
And then let you go
Because hell is being alone
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Render Unto Caesar
04:02
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Slipping away
Hands are so tired
We are not here
But for a little while
Shed not a tear
All is won and all is lost
Put me in stone
I will remain
And liight on your mind
As an old song
This is my time
I offer it up
All as a dream
On a short night
Shed not a tear
All is won and all is lost
This is was time
I offer it up
All as a dream
On a short night
Shed not a tear
All is won and all is lost
We are not made
Nor never unmade
What we have been
We forever will be
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Continental Drift
03:32
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We howl and we moan,
"Where has transcendence gone?"
Exist to exist
And cut out when we wish
Heads full of ash
When all we keep won't last
And still we sift
Through this continental drift
I have this gift:
To never believe
And still to hold on
If justice is blind
Why's freedom consigned?
When justice can see
All it sees is green
I feel the end
Rub some dirt in my hands
To this we return
With all that we've learned
I have this gift:
To never believe
And still to hold on
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Old Salty
03:54
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Old Salty stands silent with a wind withered face
The sea wind is breathing him on and on, on and on
The sun exhales rivers of light on the water
Old Salty aims down one into the horizon
Salty Dog, Salty Dog
Cut loose the anchor
The streams lift you onward
There's nothing to keep you
Oh, Salty Dog, Salty Dog
Cut loose forever
There's no arms to hold you down
No arms to hold you
No screaming, no sirens, no handcuffs and libel
The sea breeze is breathing him on and on, on and on
No buildings, no statues, no monuments fading
Just and old man's soul stirring with words, "Peace, be still"
Salty Dog, Salty Dog
Cut loose the anchor
The streams lift you onward
There's nothing to keep you
Oh, Salty Dog, Salty Dog
Cut loose forever
There's no arms to hold you down
No arms to hold you
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Subterranean Howl Portland, Oregon
The Subterranean Howl combines dance-worthy beats, epic song writing and other-worldly tones to create their life-affirming music. The band is: Simon Milliman (vox, guitar, bass, keys, harmonica), Jerrad Nash (drums, percussion), Danelle Dullem (Vox, keys). ... more
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