1. |
Shine
03:36
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Silver pine
Mulberry wine
Met a girl on the Stockton Line
Something says it’ll work out fine
Get on stage by curtain time and
Shine
Puff of smoke
And a house of cards
Pop gun battle in the schoolyard
Chalkline pictures in the park
Walk the girls home
When it gets dark
And shine
Chorus:
We don’t have far to go
Don’t have a thing to say
And we don’t need to know
If this is the day
Hope’s not lost, it’s just misplaced
It’s only bitter ‘till you get the taste
Lightning strikes the same spot twice
Once again, wouldn’t it be nice
To shine
Chorus
Bridge:
Try to do the things that they say they know can’t be done
Out in front don’t have to mean ahead of everyone
Things like this don’t last forever
What comes next could never be better than this
You’ve got your bliss
And I’ll get mine
It’s time for us to
Shine
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2. |
Hello Pariah
03:20
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Hello Pariah
I thought you were gone
I haven’t looked back at the road that we were on
Avalanche
Took the whole thing down
Sometimes mountains fall to the ground
Hello Pariah
We meet again
But I’m not the same as I was then
Cellophane
And a pane of glass
I see right through you at last
Build it tall
The farther it will fall
Chorus:
Too much pressure in the line
It’s gonna go if you give it time
The meek don’t need to get ready
They’re already living in the land of plenty
You could try to follow me
It might not take you where you want to be
The meek don’t need to get ready
They’re already living in the land of plenty
Hello Pariah
Don’t come back around
I’m done looking up at the ground
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3. |
She
03:32
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She said this is out of style
She’d rather walk a mile
In the hard pouring rain
Than waste another day in vain
He said that’s the way it goes
And everybody knows
That any plan you make
In time you’re gonna break
She was better off alone
Her heart is like a stone
There’s nothing to a sting
When you can’t feel a thing
He knows everything’s a lie
Doesn’t have to wonder why
When things fall apart
If he knows it from the start
Nothing will change
Unless you want it to
That’s easier done than said
Once in a while
If you want it to
You could come back instead
She still standing by the door
Why she wasn’t sure
But she couldn’t seem to go
And she wanted him to know
He looked her in the eye
He thought he meant goodbye
By he couldn’t look away
And he wanted her to stay
She and he may never be
If they can’t get to we
Then they will always stay
Just an ordinary “they”
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4. |
Get There Last
03:32
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Funny how sometimes it feels like I’ve
Got my whole life ahead
And other times like I’m halfway dead
Lay my head down low
Can’t lays still my mind
Rise up in the morning
Afraid of what I’ll find
I need a revelation
To get me to the end
Can’t get out ‘till you’ve been in
I can take a straight road
Get there fast
Freeway cut through a mountain pass
But I’ll take the high road
And get there slow
Cause I don’t really care which way I go
But I know I’d like to get there last
Funny how sometimes it feels like there’s
Nothing left to do
And other tines like we’re starting new
Line up at the starting gate
I show up a minute late
It’s already won
Fall behind when I’m on the run
I can play the game, I can work it out
I can swear this is what it’s all about
Or I can stand out in the snow like an evergreen
Kick up dust and make a scene
As long as I don’t go where I’ve been
It’s the same game with a different backdrop
Taking a new train get off the old stop
Like to think it’s changed, but it stays the same
Pass a road sign leading to the big time
But you can’t see a thing past the tree line
Sometimes the best way to go is to
Take it slow
I can take a straight road and
Get there fast
Or I can take a high road and
Get there last
Or I could just stay on the road
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5. |
Old Fashioned
03:01
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Maybe I’m just old fashioned
Maybe I spent too much time in Manhattan
Maybe I’ve just been on a bender again
But everyone I ever knowed
Who spent some time on the lonely road
Needs a little something
Now and then
For heartache you should
Try whiskey
Bourbon’s fine, or rye whiskey
Have a drink of my whiskey
Its medicine for the soul
Take it straight, dress it up
In a copper mug or a Dixie Cup
Fill a glass and raise it up
To a life out of control
Chorus
Fire Water, bootleg liquor
Say a little kick is good for the ticker
Hair that good ol’ dog that bit me
A little moonshine
Back country wine
Have a little hit o’ that
Tennessee Tea
Old time living is the brand new rage
Everything gets better with age
Even that old trouble’s back in style
Living rough and talkin’ slow
Drinkin’ hard and fallin’ low
Need to get back up once in a while
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6. |
Off The Plot
03:32
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The prize fighter rarely gets the prize
Just a bloody mouth and rings around his eyes
He doesn’t win, but still he tries
Actor in the afterglow, just after the show
Still in his character, can’t let it go
He can’t tell, but we all know
Everything new is gonna grow old
Everything hot is gonna get cold
More often than not it goes off the plot
Darling of the social scene’s got half the battle won
She gets the admiration of everyone
But her days over, just when it’s begun
Everything high is gonna get low
Everything fast is gonna get slow
More often than not it goes off the plot
Blame it on the chemistry, say opposites attract
Or maybe one just likes the other’s act
Toxic elements interact
Everything up is gonna come down
Everything green is gonna turn brown
More often than not it goes off the plot
Everything right is gonna be wrong
Everything weak is gonna grow strong
More often than not it goes off the plot
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7. |
Binary Love
04:46
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My binary love
Is so much more than 0’s and 1’s and 0’s and 1’s
You’re the big guns
There’s never gonna be another one but you
It’s true
Ever since I met you, never could let you go
And I wanted you to know, so I text you
Said there’s never gonna be a next you
And I can’t help wonder why
I haven’t gotten a reply
It’s been two days I don’t know why
Maybe this is all a lie
Maybe your phone’s dead
Forgot to plug it in nest to your bed
Or maybe all of this is in my head
It don’t feel right
I knew it was you right from the start
Now you’re breaking my Emoji Heart
I asked if you would join me
In a chat room
Like in that room where we met
And I’m still waiting for your reply
It’s been three days and I don’t know why
Maybe all of this is just a lie
You don’t need to be real
If this is how you make me feel
No, you don’t need to be real
If this is how you make me feel
Remember when you sent that photograph
And I asked if it was you
You said it was true, I knew it had to be
Look you could see right through to me
So I sent one to you
Through bits and bytes and satellites
I don’t know if it came through
I still wait for your reply
It’s been eight days and I don’t know why
Maybe all of this has been a lie
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8. |
Guernsey Witches
04:41
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Early in summer, when tide was low
Down by the harbor you could see the glow
Bonfire light up the Guernsey sand
See them coming across the land
To pass the night in the light of the silver moon
And the public hall in the center of town
Was ringing its bell, you could hear the sound
Over talk in the kitchens, off the black rock walls
To the deep pools under St. Benedict Falls
Where the faithful come to wash their sins away
One is for greed. Another for fear
Shaking a stick at the cavalier
Salt for protection, there’s love in the wine
All through the night, dancing with the divine
Dark they play, ‘till morning calls them away
Night born shadows pass up from the shore
Through town search for an open door
A stone in the gable, the windows are sealed
Doors held closed with rocks from the field
To keep them all from coming in to dwell
Nothing is as scary as what you don’t know
And it will grow
Some say it’s better to join them than fear
Shake a stick at the cavalier
Salt for protection and love in the wine
All through the night dancing with the divine
Sway in the night till the morning calls you away
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9. |
Never Saw It Coming
04:22
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I never saw it coming
Somehow I let it get away
It may have turned out better
If I could have stayed
I hope you know
I never planned to go
It just turned out that Way
I never saw it coming
And new it seems I missed the ball
Broke when I was gone
Now all the pieces fall
There’s nothing I can do
But see it through
‘Cause somehow I missed the ball
Just ‘cause I’m not there
Don’t mean I don’t care
Just ‘cause I’m away
Don’t mean I don’t want to stay
No I never saw it coming
Never knew I could get so low
There’s much more to this
Than what you know
Maybe one day you’ll see
Who I tried to be
Maybe one day you’ll know
Chorus
One day you may come find me
Somewhere down the line
We can leave all this troubled time behind
When you get through, I’ll be there too
Come find me somewhere down the line
When you get through, I’ll be there too
Come find me down the line
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10. |
What If You're Wrong?
04:47
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Brother you ain’t a thing like me
Fruit from a different tree
Don’t know how it can be
That we turned out so differently
You say:
You can’t let ‘em say a thing like that
You can’t let ‘em do a thing like that
You can’t let ‘em write a thing like that
You can’t let ‘em think like that
‘Cause if they think like that
They’re going to go like that
And if they go like that
They’re going to act like that
And if they act like that
They’re gonna think like that
So it’s up to us to
Put a stop to that
A bitter crop will grow
If it’s bitter seeds you sow
But you already know
Your bitter garden
Row after bitter row
You say:
You can’t let ‘em dress the way they do
You can’t ignore they way they look at you
They don’t think his words are true
So you know what you’ve got to do
‘Cause if they think that way
They’re gonna go that way
And if they go that way
They’re gonna act that way
And if they act that way
They’re gonna have to pay
‘Cause that’s not the way I say
Chorus:
Well what if you’re wrong?
What if it’s not the way you say?
What if you’re wrong?
Will you still say it anyway?
Can’t take back
What you’ve done today
Verse 3:
You can’t let ‘em think they’re right
If they think they can, they might
Can’t let ‘em sleep at night
Can’t let ‘em go without a fight
‘Cause if they think they’re right
They’re gonna say they’re right
And if they say they’re right
They’ll think they could be right
And if they could be right
They’ll think they should be right
So you can’t let ‘em think they’re right
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Tin Toy Cars Las Vegas, Nevada
Tin Toy Cars is an Indie-Americana band based in Las Vegas. Fronted by singing mandolin player Peter Fand, this band features high level virtuosity complimenting poetic songs, with unique compositional elements. Dynamic and engaging!
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