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Cat's Cradle
© Charles Brock | download song

1.  

String between our fingers we can see what we want
Connection or division from each other
Curiosity always lingers enraptured by the chase
Spinning with exhaustion so keen to the bother

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So we step up to the kitchen
and take a sip from the ladle
then we crawl off to a slumber
and take a nap...in the cat's cradle

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Our web so finely spun that we're stuck to every line
We know we should walk, but we're dazzled by the glitter
Juicy candy for the mind, sweet nothings for the soul
Empty promises leave our hearts tasting bitter

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(repeat)

3.  

Our balance is so thin every hair pulls the trigger
Excuses for the shot, self pity for later
Because we can't seem to let go, we've spent so much time
Thrashing at the pull. Now go figure.

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(repeat)

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Chances Are
© Michael Hamilton | download song

1.  

I keep getting caught looking around
It's always the same, things lost and things found
Sinners and winners, who can they be
Look out at the masses, what do you see

2.

Stuck-up and afraid, life's not a hit
Well life's never easy, but don't believe it
Choices are simple, what's good or what's bad
What's hard or what's easy, what's angry what's glad

3.

We knew something then, more or less now
Our views and opinions tossed up by a plow
That seeks to prepare us, what little is there
For a chance at redemption, it seems only fair

4.

Chances are that we'll make it, we can see by the light
That shines like the sun in mysterious flight
To show us a glimpse of what we can be
If strong then we'll take it or go weak in the knees


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Turnkey Faith
© Michael Hamilton | download song

1.  

Standing facing empty space with a friend I do not know
Who has brought me to this moment with a face that will not show
With a face that will not show, with a face that will not show
Who has brought me to this moment with a face that will not show

2.  

Inserting key in rusty lock to a place that's always here
A church of sorts. "The truth," retorts the friend I cannot hear
The friend I cannot hear, the friend I cannot hear
A church of sorts. "The truth," retorts the friend I cannot hear

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We want our faith to be turnkey, it's got to go to work right now
Spiritual fuel for eternal fools, it's got to work right now

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Voices singing out of nowhere, voices talking very strong
And gaining strength as we lose our faith in Nature's constant song
In Nature's constant song, in Nature's constant song
Gaining strength as we lose our faith in Nature's constant song

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Now, if you dig this cosmic crap then I think we might agree
We choose our fate, our actions state the faith that we all see
The faith that we all see, the faith that we all see
We choose our fate, our actions state the faith that we all see

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(repeat)

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