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Thorns
06:02
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You thought of changing today
If only you could quit the game
You thought of lossing your ways
And still there begging you to stay
Don't go kidding yourself
With these old thorns
And it's hard to find where the road begins
When everything feels like the end
And you don't know why the weel is still spinning
But it looks like you'll be going through it again
You couldn't make it you say
You find a way to ease the pain
Don't go kidding yourself
With these old thorns
And it's hard to find where the road begins
When everything feels like the end
And you don't know why the weel is still spinning
But it looks like you'll be going through it again
I gotta a prayer that I say when I'm thinking of you
The thorns in your side are not what you choose
And I know that you try even though no one's betting on you
And I'm right beside and you see that I have thorns too
But it looks like you'll be going through it again
But it looks like you'll be going through it again
But it's hard to find where the road begins
But it looks like you'll be going through it again
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2. |
St-Antoine
03:03
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You know he used to play the rock and roll
And now he's trying to survive out in the cold
Sleeping under cars and sitting in the street again
Chasing after stars and staring down everyone he meets
He's a little rundown
But you'll never ever see him frown
He sings songs about love and pain
Singing songs about his better days
And he's living on St. Anthony street
He lost himself on St. Anthony street
They say he's got an old soul
Yeah he's sitting in a lawn chair in a loophole
He's got his knowledge and he wants to pass it on
I guess he was born in the wrong generation like everyone else
He's a little rundown
But you'll never see him frown
He sings songs about love and pain
Singing songs about his better days
He's living on St. Anthony street
He found himself on St. Anthony street
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3. |
Die As None
05:02
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It's a long way home
It's a long slide down
With all these thoughts surrounding me
Trapped inside some kind of anarchy
Here's to the memories we've shared
And those we've always sweared
Some call it faith some call it non-sense
But I don't give a damn
You died as none
You lived like one
You trashed our homes
And you whispered like none
Two more always seemed so right
Sitting at that old bar until midnight
Now that this place is vanished
Tell me where I can raise my fist
Against the time flying by
The truth facing my eyes
Swallowed my fourth whiskey alone now
I don't give a damn
You died as none
You lived like one
You trashed our homes
And you whispered like none
You died as none
You lived like one
You trashed our homes
And you whispered like none
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4. |
Lights
04:11
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I saw you standing
On the edge of a broken dream
Trying not to fall
Looking lost again
With an empty bottle in your hand
I have to say my veins turn to stone
When I hear coming round
And I just melt
When you catch me falling down
Now I'm one way street going everywhere
And you're a nightmare with a happy ending
Looking for promises to be fulfilled
You're just another bad idea
And you turned me upside down
You're a renegade
But you shine
Neons on the boulevard
And you shine
If ever you feel lonely
You're on my mind
Well you say
You're a September flower growing through the snow
And I've been looking for something like you to soothe my soul
Yeah you shine
Neons on the boulevard
Yeah you shine
If ever you feel lonely
Cuz know you're on my mind
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East Blind Wind Levis, Québec
East Blind Wind is an alternative/folk art rock band from Lévis, Québec. First EP St.Antoine coming out January 30th! Stay
tuned!
Micah Rowand - Guitar, lead singer
Micheal Stewart - Bass, keyboard
Matthieu Bernard - Drums
... more
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