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Sunset Strip
03:33
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Plane touched down
I read your text
Baggage claim at LAX
Nights will claim the days regrets
Sunset on the Sunset Strip
Sunset on the Sunset Strip
First set I sweat PBR
Heartache sung to electric guitar
Sung to the one who knows who you are
Sunset on the Sunset Strip
Sunset on the Sunset Strip
Yes I did wrong but you know I confessed it
I wrote this song just to prove that I meant it
But now you’re gone and I feel empty
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No one can make you unhappy
Like the one to whom you’ve given your heart
Or bare you up and protect you
When everything else falls apart
We all stand naked before you
With stretch marks and dimples on our thighs
Hoping that we’ve found a refuge
To last for the rest of our lives
Love makes a fool of everyone
It’s a kind of fool you don’t mind to be
Perhaps it’s foolish
There’s nothing so foolish as love
To bind your purpose
To something so foolish as love
Maybe
The foolish things are designed
To confound the selfish mind
Love makes a fool of everyone
It’s a kind of fool you don’t mind to be
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Love Gone to Seed
02:50
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No one can make you unhappy
Like the one to whom you’ve given your heart
Or bare you up and protect you
When everything else falls apart
We all stand naked before you
With stretch marks and dimples on our thighs
Hoping that we’ve found a refuge
To last for the rest of our lives
Love makes a fool of everyone
It’s a kind of fool you don’t mind to be
Perhaps it’s foolish
There’s nothing so foolish as love
To bind your purpose
To something so foolish as love
Maybe
The foolish things are designed
To confound the selfish mind
Love makes a fool of everyone
It’s a kind of fool you don’t mind to be
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I Don't Care to Dance
03:45
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I don’t care to dance
You know this
I have told you I don’t dance
But the music and your beauty
Well they move me
So I take you by the hand
But you will have to lead
And so we start to move
The tonic that is mixed up with the gin
Warm within and working on my limbs
And as the room begins to spin
I’m happy to be near you
And you laugh as I stare down at my feet
Holy mother of the humble and the weak
You gently lift my chin so I can look into your eyes
And you rebuke the bullshit and the lies
All those people who told me how to be a man
Well I don’t want to follow them any longer
So twirl me round the floor
I begin to hope
The tealights left to gutter and to smoke
We’re sweating and we’re laughing
And the band is only playing songs we know
And I think you really know me
And suddenly it’s gone
The worry that has weighed upon my heart
The fear I’m undeserving
Of the dance that I’ve been yearning
To take part in
The blessed invitation
And you laugh as I stare down at my feet
Holy mother of the humble and the weak
You gently lift my chin so I can look into your eyes
And you rebuke the bullshit and the lies
All those people who told me how to be a man
Well I don’t want to follow them any longer
So twirl me round the floor
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I don’t care to dance
You know this
I have told you I don’t dance
But the music and your beauty
Well they move me
So I take you by the hand
But you will have to lead
And so we start to move
The tonic that is mixed up with the gin
Warm within and working on my limbs
And as the room begins to spin
I’m happy to be near you
And you laugh as I stare down at my feet
Holy mother of the humble and the weak
You gently lift my chin so I can look into your eyes
And you rebuke the bullshit and the lies
All those people who told me how to be a man
Well I don’t want to follow them any longer
So twirl me round the floor
I begin to hope
The tealights left to gutter and to smoke
We’re sweating and we’re laughing
And the band is only playing songs we know
And I think you really know me
And suddenly it’s gone
The worry that has weighed upon my heart
The fear I’m undeserving
Of the dance that I’ve been yearning
To take part in
The blessed invitation
And you laugh as I stare down at my feet
Holy mother of the humble and the weak
You gently lift my chin so I can look into your eyes
And you rebuke the bullshit and the lies
All those people who told me how to be a man
Well I don’t want to follow them any longer
So twirl me round the floor
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Clover
04:00
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Sing your dreams and maybe they’ll come true
If not for you then perhaps the ones you sings to
They may cry and say this isn’t mine
I’ve dreamt of other things
Please care for where you find yourself
It means so much to someone else
For we live each other’s dreams
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We lay down in a bed of clover
Sunlight on the water and the clouds are passing over
We interpret dreams and read the signs
Try and translate their intentions for the waking mind
Try and translate their intentions for the waking mind
On the road I scan the stations
On a search for inspiration but you always lose your patience
You say God died a long time ago
I guess I’ll try and find salvation then in rock’n roll
Yeah I’ll try and find salvation than in rock’n roll
Well it’s not what I thought it would be
I haven’t found the woman who will make me what I should be
And all my tricks to pass the time
Well they offer some distraction but don’t satisfy
Is there wisdom in that crazy desert mystic
Descending with the tablet and the fiery name of God
Or the posture of the existential skeptic
Resigned to face the forces that are red in tooth and claw
Or is it merely a vestigial need
To seek solace though the answers are flawed
Born of science or an ancient creed
A dividing line or divining rod
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By the hallway light
I can track your silhouette
Dressed in your nightgown
Bare feet on the cold ground you move
With the grace of a routine
To the dawning of the day
And I find your book
Dogeared on the bedspread
Incremental progress
I faithfully record this with a mark
And the grace of a routine
To the dawning of the day
Your heartbeat insistent like the drums of war
And I love you like a sailor on some bombed out distant shore
Like the fading blue tattoos that cover his arms
Your love leaves a mark on me
I go back to sleep
Cus I don’t work til later
Humbled by the knowing
That I am undeserving of this love
And the grace of a routine
At the dawning of the day
Your heartbeat insistent like the drums of war
And I love you like a sailor on some bombed out distant shore
Like the fading blue tattoos that cover his arms
Your love leaves a mark on me
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9. |
Risk
04:03
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Give me your worst
Take off your mask
Show me where it hurts
And I’ll sign the cast
You feel embarrassed
So long in the dark
The day is dawning
On your broken heart
I love you you’re my friend
Give me the dirt
You may be surprised
You feel so dirty
No dirtier than I
You feel unworthy
No unworthier than I
And I’ll sit here with you
A shoulder when you cry
I love you you’re my friend
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J.E. Sunde Minneapolis, Minnesota
Songwriter/composer J.E. Sunde writes beautifully unusual music. A classically trained musician with a love of songwriters and performers like Leonard Cohen, Nina Simone, and Paul Simon, Jon writes densely poetic songs with a bent toward the philosophical. Also, his voice sounds like some sort of weird angel. ... more
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