1. |
Hanging in There
05:25
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Woke up this morning, looked in the mirror
The picture hanging there didn’t look any clearer
So I’m sticking all the memories together with a bit of crazy glue
I’ve been trying to cover the long, long distance
between me and you
And all of the king’s horses, who take the stand
They don’t do me any favors
So keep the light on in the corner of your room
Where you conspire with yourself
For The Revolution
Here’s one for the Revolution
Woke up this morning, I was thinking about us (all about it)
How every compromise seemed to make it more dangerous (danger danger)
and who knows the wheres, the whys, the hows of absolution
You’ll be hanging in there, till it makes more sense I swear
And all of the king’s horses, who take the stand
They don’t do you any favors
So keep the light on in the corner of your room
Where you’re busy dreaming up
The Revolution
Here’s one for the Revolution
Here’s another for the Revolution
And all of the king’s horses, and all the king’s men
They don’t do us any favors
So keep the light on in the corner of your room
Where you’re busy being
The Revolution
Here’s one (Revolution)
Here’s another, for the The Revolution
Here’s the last one, for the The Revolution
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2. |
You Can't Find
04:04
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You got x-ray eyes, telling you what’s going on
You got electric fingers, typing all the way to Babylon
But you can’t find the love
No, you can’t find the love
You can’t find the love inside (you can’t find it)
You got fifteen secret satellites, in formation (information)
You got fifteen minutes, to build a simulation (simulated)
But you can’t find the love
No, you can’t find the love
You can’t find the love inside
You got a million miles of protection around your heart (protecting)
But you can’t seem to keep yourself from falling apart
‘cause you can’t find the love
No, you can’t find the love
You can’t find the love
You’re trying and trying, but
You can’t find the love
No you can’t find the love
You can’t find the love, keep trying and trying
To find the love, you keep on and on
Keep trying, and trying...
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3. |
Target Practice
04:36
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Game on, turn on to the passing lane
People moving in the spaces in between
Streamlined, occupied territory
You keep them in your sights, all lit up
The power of possibility
Make connection, connection (connect) with sound
Turning, returning to the scene of reception
Practicing deception, like a brightly colored flower
Making your movie, screening potential meaning
and feeling all lit up
The power of possibility
Make connection, connection (connect) with sound
I’ve got you in my sights (so c’mon)
Do you know my name
Do you know...
(It’s the drug I’m thinking of)
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4. |
Coming Home
04:45
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They all come out for tea time, marching in a straight line, oh oh oh
Say Ah, La Maison, cream and chutney smiles
Posing for the camera, reflections of a laminated ambiance, once
With notes to follow, file it under where tomorrow goes
And when you coming home my son, we’re breaking out the big guns
We’ll listen to the sound all night
We’re fighting for the ones we love, the ones we love
Checking the calendar, salamander Sunday wishing bone
and the throne sits waiting, contemplating the returning of the prodigal one
(when you coming back around)
We’re offering protection from this little insurrection, oh oh oh
(this little bump in the road)
Say Ah, La Dee Dah, follow the bouncing ball, to the end of the hall
And when you coming home my son, we’re breaking out the big guns
We’ll listen to the sound all night
We’re fighting for the ones we love (fighting for the ones we love)
And when you coming home my precious one, to the bunkers of Avalon
We’ll sit and stare into the sun, with the ones we love
The ones we love
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5. |
She's Waiting for You
05:44
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Suddenly you’re wondering why everything looks so different
A suitcase floating in the sky, waves on elastic shorelines
You don’t need to call a policeman, drop a bomb on your mom and dad
‘cause that movie’s already over, it’s over and over and over
She’s waiting for you, out of and into the ocean
We’re swimming into her arms, we all go
To the other side of knowing what’s been missing
Kissing me Hello
You know you gotta get up to go down, snoozing under a mushroom cloud
There’s nothing you can say to keep all of the animals at bay (anyway)
When you’re turning the screws on the house of blues, you know you gotta open the curtains
To a panoramic view, you’re sailing through, you’re sailing
You know she’s waiting for you, out of and into the ocean
We’re swimming into her arms, we all go
To the other side of knowing what’s been missing
Kissing me Hello
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6. |
TV Babies (Bonus)
03:58
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I’m dreaming of a TV show, that I saw today
A man and a woman, dying slow, it’s day after day after day after day
I want my mom to see it, I need her to believe it yeah
I need her reassurance, for my own satisfaction
I always have the same thoughts, why me why now
Is it fate, or is it my fortune, what else will be uncovered
Their lives are ours, only if we watch no secrets apart
We wonder who they’ll catch and what they’ll do next
and who qualifies to be a nervous wreck
It’s me, it’s me, it’s only little old me, yes it’s me me me
So I feel like I must be waking, heart is throbbing, my head is aching
I recall a dream it seems, my head was throbbing, my little heart was ____ (decimated)
I want my mom to see it, I need her to believe it yeah
I need her reassurance, for my own satisfaction
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Camera 3
Camera 3 is a recording project based in the USA.
Camera 3
is:
A. Brown - vocals, keys, piano, drums, key guitar
Randy Grohs - keys, piano, virtual guitars, virtual bass
Conrad Stolze - real guitars
Contact: randygrohs@gmail.com
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