1. |
Born Uncool
02:43
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I tried hanging with the cool cats
Hoping a little bit of style would rub of on me
I tried picking up the sayings and saying em just right
Ohh but I did'nt like how they made my tongue feel
I tried the hip clubs
But I wasn’t getting in just like everybody else was
I tried everything I could think of, think of, think of
But heaven knows
I was born un cool
But i'm cool with it
Born un cool
But i'm cool with it
Born un cool
But i'm cool with it
I tried acting like I don’t care
About anything at all but it all got too much for me
I tried keeping with the trends
But I couldn’t keep up with the latest and greatest
Ohh it drove me around the bend
I tried the flat cap
But I could'nt pull it off just like everybody else had
I tried everything I could think of, think of, think of
But heaven knows
I was born un cool
But i'm cool with it
Born un cool
But i'm cool with it
Born un cool
But i'm cool with it
I'm cool with it
I'm cool with it
I tried covering my normal
Everyday life, trying to be something I thought that the world would like
And I lost sight
Of the man that I am
The only skin that fits me just right
Fits me just right
Heaven knows
I was born un cool
But i'm cool with it
Born un cool
But i'm cool with it
Born un cool
Im cool with it
I was born un cool
But i'm cool with it
Born un cool
But i'm cool with it
Born un cool
But i'm cool with it
Im cool with it
Im cool with it
Im cool with it
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2. |
Train Driver
04:00
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Another blank page,
Taunting me dive into some crazy place, that might not be ready for swimming in yet
Another memory that I’ve tried and tried to forget, what the hell am I doing to myself again. Ohh to be a train driver
A train driver
Poking through the debris,
Of everything thats ever gone wrong for me
Shining a spot light through a deep and dark mind
Illuminating things that I don’t wanna feel twice
Ohh shoulda been a train driver
Forwards and back
Not much more it than that (I imagine)
Wage in hand at the end of the month
And at the end of the day you drive home to the ones you love
Could have been a train driver
Should have been a train driver
Questioning my sanity
As I re-break my heart and let the old ghosts run free
In the hope that I might find another few lines, that make the heavy load feel light
What the hell am I doing to myself again
Ohh should have been a train driver
A train driver
Forwards and back
Not much more it than that (I imagine) (riding lightening between the tracks)
Wage in hand at the end of the month
And at the end of the day you drive home to the ones you love
Ohh to be a train driver
Wanna be a train driver
Disturbing the peace
Shaking down the last leaves from the trees
Waking up a long lost thought, from a day I had forgot
Stealing the fruit and squeezing out the last drop
Ohh to be a train driver
A train driver
Forwards and back
Not much more it than that (I imagine)
Steady wage in hand at the end of the month
And at the end of the day you drive home to the ones you love
Ohh to be a train driver
Wish I was a train driver
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3. |
Carry You
03:40
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Where did you go
For a moment you were nowhere
Hollow like a ghost
Far away from here
You can lean into me
Your shelter I will be
Where did you hide
Whats your smile disguising
I’m on your side
For you I’m always here
You can lean into me
Your shelter I will be
When all the lights are gone
When whats right feels wrong
When you can't go on
I will carry you, carry you, carry you
What do you see
In you’re own reflection
You don’t have to fear
When you have to face it all
Cause you can lean into me
Your shelter i will be
When all the lights are gone
When whats right feels wrong
When you can't go on
I will carry you, carry you, carry you
Ohh Ohh Ohh Ohh
Ohh Ohh Ohh Ohh
Ohh Ohh Ohh Ohh
Ohh Ohh Ohh Ohh
I will carry you, carry you, carry you
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4. |
Summer Grass
03:53
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Blades of grass
Secrets paths
Wild hearts on summer nights
Against the july backdrop
You can climb the world right to the top
Kings and Queens of sky line
As sure as sugars sweet
I'm sure that old ghosts meet
In the place we used to roam
Hey where did we go
Theres nothing like the smell of summer grass
Bring you back bring you back bring you back so fast
Yea theres nothing like the smell of summer grass
To bring you back bring you back bring you back so fast
Summer grass
Stolen wine
Childish crimes
Playing grown ups in the moon light
Miles away
From the harder days
The road ahead was out of sight
As sure as sugars sweet
I'm sure that old ghosts meet
In the place we used to roam
Hey where did we go?
Theres nothing like the smell of summer grass
Bring you back bring you back bring you back so fast
Yea theres nothing like the smell of summer grass
To bring you back bring you back bring you back so fast
Summer grass
As sure as sugars sweet
I'm sure that old ghosts meet
In the place we used to roam
Hey where did we go?
Theres nothing like the smell of summer grass
Bring you back bring you back bring you back so fast
Yea theres nothing like the smell of summer grass
To bring you back bring you back bring you back so fast
Summer grass
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5. |
In A Hundred Years
02:56
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In a hundred years I won’t care about my worries
Those long nights awake tossing and turning
In a hundred years my troubles won’t weigh a thing
How come I let em hold me down while im living
In hundred years I’ll have less than I have now
All the money Ii never made will stay above ground
In a hundred years ill never ever gonna get back
All the hours I spend just tryna stay in the black
These Are The Days
These Are The Days
These Are The Days
These Are The Days
In a hundred years my grudges will stone cold
Buried underneath the ground with my old bones
In a hundred years I won’t know who’s right or wrong
The time I had to make a mends will be long gone
These Are The Days
These Are The Days
These Are The Days
These Are The Days
In a hundred years I won’t have a word to say
Bout all the chances I never had the guts to take
In a hundred years that mountain will be standing still
The one I said i was gonna climb but never did and never will
These Are The Days
These Are The Days
These Are The Days
These Are The Days
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Gareth Dunlop Belfast, UK
Singer-Songwriter and Producer from Belfast, Northern Ireland.
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