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Prisoner of Fear
04:50
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baby i want to be your man
i want to give you everything
i’m gonna free it when i can
but there’s this voice inside my ear
says i was born a prisoner of fear
i want to swim naked with you in the night
and run holding hands through the canyons
to be greeted by the morning light
well now maybe that day is near
but i was born a prisoner of fear
freedom, freedom
rip me from my father’s line
freedom, freedom
she’ll run away if i keep wastin’ time
freedom, freedom
rip me from my father’s line
freedom, freedom
she’ll run away if i keep wastin’ time
well i’m gonna strip myself down
peel back all the layers
and all the naysayers
will have to find someone else
to push around
and when they say,
“hey man, how’d you find yourself here?”
i was born a prisoner of fear
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2. |
Howling Wind
06:07
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howlin’ wind
howlin’ wind
blow, blows through my skin
you battered me, and left me cold
howling wind blows through my soul
like a freight train rolling through the hills
like a crashed wave on my windowsills
the shadows shake, the water spills
for you, howling wind
howlin’ wind
howlin’ wind
blow blows through my skin
you battered me and left me cold
howling wind blows through my soul
you breathe life to fire, you lift the eagle higher
star of a wind chime’s dance, and the source of the ocean’s trance
when i need to speak my sins
i seek you, howling wind
howlin’ wind
howlin’ wind
send chills up my back again
you blow, blow through my skin
take me, howling wind
you’re the only one who lifts me
lifts me... lifts me...
howlin’ wind
howlin’ wind
blow blows through my skin
you battered me and left me cold
howling wind blows through my soul
howlin’ wind
howlin’ wind
send chills up my back again
you blow, blow through my skin
take me, howling wind
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3. |
Come Home
07:33
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Part 1
the wind gently wanders through the pines
and on my lips i can taste the ocean
the sun has been a warm welcome friend
and it comforts me to know she’s watching you
i know the road you travel on
has claimed it’s own
but you’re too strong, baby
just think of me
if you feel broken
or your children’s laughter
when you hold them
come home
the sky last night grew restless
a summer rain refreshed us
your son, everyday, looks more like you
and everyday i miss you more
i know the road you travel on
has claimed its own
but you’re too strong, baby
just think of me
if you feel broken
or your children’s laughter
when you hold them
come home
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Part 2
the wind whips like an ocean
i feel like i could drown
my lips are cracking open
my hands feel leatherbound
tell her we’re gonna make it
tell her we’re gonna make it
the endless sky grew angry
and rained daggers for six days
the wagon train was stranded
in two feet of molten clay
tell her we’re gonna make it
tell her we’re gonna make it
(bridge)
i’ve been through Hell and Mexico
lost twenty head in the Rio Grande
disasters manifested
but i still feel far from bested
i’ve got a girl with an angel’s soul
an artist’s mind and an endless love
and i swear to the stars above
i’m not gonna stop until i get home
the mountains stood like sentries
against a desert grave
the sun hung like a question
will i ever make it home?
the wind whips like an ocean
i feel like i could drown
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i've been down
in the desert sand
looked around
for a helping hand
i was alone
i never reached out
been a ways
i still got far to go
seen some days
and i seen some crazy things
i was alone
i never reached out
never have been how far we could go
i don't understand all there is to know
hard as we try we'll never grow
til that light shines in our soul
so disturbed
til i just couldn't sleep
i wandered
through promises i couldn't keep
i was alone
i never reached out
looked inside
tried to find
almost blind
then i opened my eyes
and found it was right in front of me
been a ways
i still got far to go
seen some days
but there's one thing i know
i found you
when i reached out
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a love chain
is about to pull me in
to the misery
and i can't swim
for a long time
i been feeling fine
tryin to keep it straight
trying to toe the line
but a love chain
is about to pull me in
to the misery
and i can't swim
had a woman
and i worked her hard
kept her up at night
then i torched her heart
but a flame's a flame
and she kept me warm
so i made a frame
and i caught her soul
her lovesick eyes
got a hold of me
the more they stare
the deeper that they see
had a woman
she was just eighteen
had a pageant smile
and a sinful skin
with no inhibitions
or religious schemes
just a thirst for love
and a lust for me
so i made my way
through her virgin maze
and when i emerged
it must've been ten days
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you're a princess in a fairy tale
gone wrong
oh, now i can tell very well
you won't last long
shredded pieces of a wedding dress
scattered on the floor
and you're caught between a tainted dream
you don't want no more
everything in your life for free
everday in your life with me
in a way you belong to me
truly
when i met you i saw in your eyes
the loneliest soul
masked with mascara
a darker shade
than the blackest hole
i pulled you from the dark
pushed you in the sun
and watched your skin burn
well now i'm the one
in the shadows
waiting for my turn
everything in your life for free
everday in your life with me
in a way you belong to me
truly
you couldn't get away if you tried
if you went away i would die
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some people think they jive me
but I know they must be crazy
don't see their misfortune
i guess they're just too lazy
je suis le grand zombie
my yellow belt of choissen
ain't afraid of no tomcat
fill my brains with poison
walk through the fire
fly through the smoke
see my enemy
at the end of their rope
i walk on pins and needles
just to see what they can do
i walk on guilded splinters
with the King of the Zulu
come to me, come get it, come come
walking on guilded splinters
come to me, come get it, come come
walking on guilded splinters
‘ti Alberta
i roll out my coffin
drink poison in my chalice
pride begins to fade
and you all feel my malice
put gris-gris on your doorstep
and soon you be in the gutter
melt your heart like butter,
and I can make you stutter
come to me, come get it, come come
walking on guilded splinters
come to me, come get it, come come
walking on guilded splinters
‘ti Alberta
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stop for a second
think for a moment
there's a second silhouette
in the third floor apartment
if you only had time
you would write her a letter
but your standin outside
with your face gettin redder
stop for a second
think for a moment
does she have another brother
otherwise this is her lover
well you never should've left outside in the rain
with a wet cigarette
and a dying flame
you held onto me
and made a mountain of a man
i said i'll love you always
and ringed diamonds round your skin
but when i had to leave
you said you had other plans
the November leaves
turnaround from green to red
elements that feed
apparitions in my head
i said i'd love you always
but i've only grown obsessed
for one time in my life
i wish i would've played this one right
but some women like to toy with out hearts
like a ball of string
and we just keep on unraveling
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DAN dYER Austin
Soul-folk singer-songwriter & multi-instrumentalist, raised in East TX on Donny Hathaway, Stevie Wonder & Merle Haggard. Dyer’s voice and live show intensity are raw and hot, yet soulful and sensitive, drawing from a wealth of classic soul, blues, folk, and R&B legends. His songs are dynamic, melodic, and intelligently seductive, and range from gospel-tinged ballads to classic strummed folk tales. ... more
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