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Angels
03:48
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You talked your way to the bottom of the well
Dried it up before you fell
I looked around, trying to find my words again
And speak lower than I can
When all is said and done
Will you take what you can give?
Cause you give me everything
You and me
Hand in hand
Making dancing angels in the sand
I believe
In the end
Angels will be watching when we dance
Awake by the bed, guarding spirits in your head
The great comfort of the dead
Carry on the reign
You live up to the name
You and me
Hand in hand
Making dancing angels in the sand
I believe
In the end
Angels will be watching when we dance
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2. |
The Only Way
03:54
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I woke to greet the morning sun
The day had just begun
A silence that the rain came to end
The wind arose and played his song
And by the time the light had gone
I had all but lost my dearest friend
I have this dream I wake up in
The lights have given in
She is hurt and calling out my name
And now I hear the golden words
My father from my mother learned
In life you’re never sure of anything
The only way to know
Find it in the moment that you learn to let it go
The only way to see
Find it in the ones that have never come to be
I still choose to carry on
Without light and on my own
But I still choose to carry on
The mission has been carried out
There’s nothing left to doubt
I guess I’m not the man I thought I was
And now with little subtlety
My pride has given up on me
And I’ve forgotten all that I’d recalled
Day has broken into night
And friends have taken sides
Ooh, and the waiting game is on
Maybe it’s a day or two
Or maybe my hair’s grey and you
Have the life you wanted all along
The only way to know
Find it in the moment that you learn to let it go
The only way to see
Find it in the ones that have never come to be
I still choose to carry on
Without light and on my own
But I still choose to carry on
I still choose to carry on
Without light and on my own
But I still choose to carry on
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Forest, Waterline
04:02
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I’ve heard you talk about it
Before
Your little country house
And I see it
As I lay my head to rest
On your pillow
And cannot fall asleep for
I’d let you go
Forest
Waterline
If we drown
We go in together
All this
All the time
If I love
Pulling you closer
We can take a couple days
And your car
If it’s not too far away
And dark
You can bring your old sweatshirt
That I wore one time and you said I pulled off
I can’t tell if you’re asleep but
Your breath is soft
Forest
Waterline
And if we drown
We go in together
All this
All the time
And if I love
Pulling you closer
I’ve heard you talk about it
Before
Your little country house
And i see it
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4. |
Saturday
02:46
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I put my hair up high in that way too
My eyes look a little less like yours than I want them to
I pretend that people talk of me
In the same light people talked of you at 23
All along
When the turn you take is wrong
And you decide to carry on
It’s the broken part of you
That I suppose is in me too
Suppose is in me too
I’ve got new worries that need talking through
You know, there’s quite a bit of talking we could do
I guess that I was lying to myself
There’s more than I had ever thought could be felt
All along
When the turn you take is wrong
And you decide to carry on
It’s the broken part of you
That I suppose is in me too
Suppose is in me too
I’ll put my hair up high in that way too
In a couple days, I’ll be going out to rent a suit
I’ve got to frame this photograph of you
For Saturday, and I don’t really how I’ll get through
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Reno McCarthy Montreal, Québec
Reno McCarthy is as creative as he is prolific. Over the past four years, he has released two LPs, two EPs, and several singles. The producer and musician crafts intricate soundscapes and undeniably catchy arrangements, while his lyrics reveal a sense of anxiety oscillating between powerlessness and action. The Montrealer now sets his sights his third LP, his very first French-language work. ... more
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