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I helped my brother build is home here
Long before the storm
When the rainfall was summer warm
And laid golden on our brow
And time and time again
I've been longing for my friend
Caught up in whatever dream he's chasing
When he lived here he was anywhere
And I was proud to see his glow
But sometimes I'd think that it was just for me he'd sing
And I'd think to let him go
It's been a long way here
Still we're nowhere near
Whatever new dream we're chasing
Brother did you see, that dragon fly
Far away out there?
I have been coming down from every other high
And I feel stupid staying here
I need the fire that ignited my hands
I knew the moment I landed
Goodbye Mr. Late Show Man
Goodbye to you
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When You Go, If You Go
03:00
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I'm such a hopeful man
Waiting for time and to waste it
At every heartbeat I feel your love
Let me know if you go, when you go
My life's such a weary thing
I know what I like and I let it in
I need your nothing and and I need it now
Let me know if you go, when you go
Oh, time has changed me
I feel stupid knowing I've grown
Baby please, make me younger
With your everlasting love
I was born on a day of glory
And I lived just to be alive
But music surround me wherever I go
I know I'll go where ever my baby goes
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Down on the wire, the rainbow bell
He found himself still breathing alive and well
For she was drawing the national arts
Just to channel the trouble in being apart
He was in spaceflight, as far as the moon
But somewhere on the run he finished too soon
She built a ladder and took the fall
He wondered why people ever bother flying at all
And you fall from grace as love surrenders
In halls of dire sings every rat
About the sad desert camel with snow globes on its back
She found work and painted their rooms
While he dreamt up colors in light of the moon
There was a distance, a chord strummed dead
Like dumbstruck comets orbiting their heads
He said "I'll be spiteful, not true to my heart"
She said "You'll go in the morning but you never go far"
And you fall from grace as love surrenders
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Obscured Through A Lens
02:19
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I wonder if you dream the night before you go
Wouldn't it be strange to pass yourself by
One last time
I wonder if you dream the night before you go
Wouldn't it be strange to return the gaze
In the cloud through a lens
I think I've found myself all alone
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The Morning After
03:18
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Christ was sick in bed
While we were out hunting
For animals unknown, but unkind to our man
A day in the life, the morning after
We saw the light of fire
Beneath the sabbath moon
Never mind, we turned the engine
We ran away, moving on
A day in the life, the morning after
I was bound for judgement
You were gone at sea
My face is now so different
From when we fought the world
A day in the life, the morning after
Yesterday was seasons
Tomorrow will be years
One day you'll come back again
Today there's no one here
A day in the life, the morning after
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We awoke at the first shines of light
After a night of heavy thinking
Setting out for the streets
This place no longer makes sense
The times have been hard on the farm
Brother love, you go first
I wouldn't want you to be here alone
Nothing grows in this earth
Everything is out there looking in
I guess I saw the flag on the court house
And my mysteries started to unveil
I feel like I have known you for forever
If you want we can walk together there
His words kicks in and makes an eternal high
And we burn down to our roots teary eyed
I'm coming home after a year of silence
I no longer care what awaits me there
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Tom Vigebo Oslo, Norway
Tom Vigebo is a musician based in Oslo, Norway. He wrote and produced his first album "The Other August" which was released in January 2016.
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