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Surprised by Sunshine
02:37
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She’s waking up with the daytime
She’s the prettiest part of the skyline
She says it all with a wink and smile
She radiates more than she can realize
She surprises me with sunshine
She speaks her truth in her perfect rhyme
She’s writing me into the storyline
Surprising me with sunshine
Maybe this is all brand new
Maybe we’re on to something
Or maybe its apropos to nothing
She says it all with a wink and smile
She radiates more than she can realize
She surprises me with sunshine
Maybe this is all brand new
Maybe we’re on to something
Or maybe this is what we’ve always wanted
Maybe this is all brand new
Maybe we’re on to something
Or maybe its apropos to nothing
She’s waking up with the daytime
She’s the prettiest part of the skyline
She surprises me with sunshine
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Crazy Ones
02:52
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Like the rebels who will always take the dare
Shaping our destiny, on a whim and a prayer
We are the crazy ones feeding the fire that burns
Painting the world with colors no one else has learned
Like the misfits dancing free without a care
Spinning wildly to the song no one can hear
We are the crazy ones feeding the fire that burns
Painting the world with colors no one else has learned
We’re burning bridges to light the road we own
Joining the revolution as a new world unfolds
We are the crazy ones feeding the fire that burns
Painting the world with colors no one else has learned
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Orbits
03:23
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She writes her poetry every day with her morning coffee
Alone in the cafe at a table made for two
He’s writing his songs in the cafe with his morning bagel
He doesn’t notice her but catches her perfume
And he finds he is writing her into his melody
Her gravity is pulling him into her orbit
He’s spinning, turning, falling into her life
He sets up everyday on the sidewalk around the corner
Alone with his guitar by the subway where she rides
She comes up the subway steps just as he starts playing
She doesn’t notice him but hears a melody she likes
And she’s humming his song on her way home
His gravity is pulling her into his orbit
She’s spinning, turning, falling into his life
A butterfly flits its wings
And a wisp of air creates a breeze
And alters the coming tide
And it sets their orbits to collide
Her gravity is pulling him into her orbit
He’s spinning, turning, falling into her life
His gravity is pulling her into his orbit
She’s spinning, turning, falling into his life
The universe is pulling them into their orbit
Heavenly bodies on a course to collide
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4. |
May the Road Rise Up
03:27
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Keep the wind at your back
Keep the sunshine on your face
And I will hold you in a warm embrace
May the Road Rise Up to Meet You x4
Tears fall soft like rain
As we walk holding hands
Knowing we may not be here again
May the Road Rise Up to Meet You x2
We are all just walking each other home
May the Road Rise Up to Meet You x4
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David Woodard Nashville, Tennessee
David Woodard returns with GET IT GOOD, a full-length effort full of his trademark sugar-sweet melodies and harmonies. There is much more here than throwbacks to the Liverpool’s favorite sons. David influences are often on his sleeve as overtones of Fountains of Wayne, Cheap Trick, Big Star, The Rolling Stones, and even boygenius trickle from your speakers like familiar friends. ... more
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