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After the Flood
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How do you do it to me?
You make me feel alive
pumping the blood,
without a heart, I can't survive
(Heaven knows I've tried)
Watching the sun rise once again over the sea
after the flood,
we're standing here,
just you and me
Are we the only two people in the world?
Are we the only two people left in the world?
'Cause sometimes I feel,
and I think this is true,
that there's nobody
nobody else but you
Nobody who can do it for me,
not like you
Nobody who can do it for me,
not like you do---
nobody like you
Living alone seemed it would always be my fate
I was resigned, I told myself it was too late;
I locked myself away
But locusts and honey
for me, could simply never do
I was adrift,
until I finally met you
Are we the only two people in the world?
Are we the only two people left in the world?
'Cause sometimes I feel,
and I think this is true,
that there's nobody
nobody else but you
Nobody who can do it for me,
not like you
Nobody who can do it for me,
not like you do---
nobody like you
And if the world comes crashing down
around our heads
I won't forget the way
you looked at me, and you said,
"I love you"
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Ex 17
03:03
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My love laughing
as the wind whips wildly through her hair, now
A psalm sung,
comforting and sweet
as we step outside
We step outside just to keep our minds
from going crazy
our minds
from running in circles in the night
as we break our bread by candlelight.
I know
that there's nowhere to go outside.
I know
that there's nowhere to hide;
just waitin' for the plague to find me
A rod draws water from a stone
if the Lord demands it
Rubbed raw,
bloody to the bone
as we sit inside,
we stay inside and we lose our minds
going crazy
our minds
running in circles as we pray
that everything will be alright.
I know
that there's nowhere to go outside.
I know
that there's nowhere to hide;
just waitin' for the plague to find me
Paint blood on my door,
kneel down on the floor
just waiting for the plague to find me.
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Pachycephalosaurus Marina, California
Aside from his membership in punk groups Poet Laureates and NBC (and theoretical indie band the Helpless Romantics), Carl
writes and records under his ornithischian childhood nickname.
Watch out for lots of terrible guitars and saxophones.
Check out the PL Rec0rds page for more weird music!
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