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out of the haze
you see me run in the day
through the sands of time
slipping away
a hungry soul
with seed to sow
i am him
I am the strong man
I sing in the night
with daggers in my eyes
you hear me at the first light
from the least among you
to the power you see
i am free
i am the trumpet call
i am the sound of thunder
i am the weight of the load
pulling you under
the hound in the shadows
the wages of sin
i am him
the hound in the shadows
the wages of sin
i am him
i am him
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Mill Street Park
03:49
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Wasting time sitting here
Wondering what went wrong
Thinking about all your fears
And how we got along
A little bit of sunshine creeping in
It's been raining off and on
Have you heard any news?
What's been going on?
You offered shelter, drafty and cold
And I came in anyway.
Pulled up a chair, lightened the load
All I had to say
Alright, change my mind, alright now
Alright I think I'm fine
Tomorrow's gonna tell.
You offered shelter, drafty and cold
And I came in anyway.
Pulled up a chair, lightened the load
All I had to say
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Rachel
02:52
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black eyes long dark hair
trying hard not to stare
welcome Rachel coming home
piece of cake just say hello
not like anyone i know
welcome Rachel coming home
makes me think there might be hope
sometimes when i can’t see
in the distant moonlight
cutting up the hanging tree
who thought that she would be the one
to bring the whole thing down
who thought that she would be the one
refusing to give ground
with grace she’s moving on
different now that Richards gone
welcome Rachel coming home
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Camp Song
03:31
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Get up off the ground
Lying in the dark
Whatever it was you came for
Missed wide of the mark
All the watchtowers are lit up
Fire in the sky
I just don't want to give up
Without a try
Mending fences broken
Running out of time
Words never spoken
Tattered, torn, and blind
All the watchtowers are lit up
Fire in the sky
I just don't want to give up
Without a try
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Heather
03:42
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drove into town in the quiet of morning
street lights broken hell bound
Heather was waving shouting a warning
watch out the devil's gaining ground
flowers wilted trying to remember
those left behind refusing to surrender
to the rage and the anger
good lord don’t let us down
I parked, got out walking
stepping with care, the devil looking for a stone
glass on the sidewalk, smoke in the air
i never felt so alone
were these times mine
was there no relief
shaking my head to words beyond belief
stumbled fell thinking
what have they done to my home
Heather stood watching run down from behind
the devil grinning ear to ear
while men without passion turned a blind eye
I walked on fighting back the tears
blood on the soil
damning the proud
torches burning
scarring the ground
Heather cried waiting
good lord don’t let us down
she said we are spirits my friend
traveling the earth riding the wind
confused by language and the color of skin
wishing If we could only begin again
closed my eyes sleeping under a tree
the devil laughing near by
he cursed said i don’t know what it means to be free
that devil he’s full of lies
Heather stood on the other side
sayin you can duck and you can hide
but the devil still gaining
good lord don’t let us down
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Woody Dodge Rochester, New York
Woody Dodge formed in 1985, is known for playing a distinctive blend of Americana that showcases elements of folk, rock, and country. Drawing upon Lambert’s strong songwriting, the band creates a unique blend of songs with a strong emphasis on lyrics, melody, and feeling. ... more
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