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Fortune Teller
03:30
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Deep beneath the cracks in your hand, there’s a story you and I will never understand. It’s as old as time and as fine as sand. I will never hear the end because you can’t and I can. / I could be a fortune teller. I’d close my eyes and make believe. There’s another world to see, if you just open up to me. Yes, I can tell you how this ends, if you would just give me your hand. / It looks like things don’t go so well. You’re in heaven I’m in hell. Fire, brimstone everywhere. Flecks of gold upon your hair. We can meet in the middle if you dare. / I could be a fortune teller. I’d close my eyes and make believe. There’s another world to see, if you just open up to me. Yes, I can tell you how this ends, if you would just give me your hand. / We could dance around Faneuil Hall, name our kid Crystal Ball, all the things we shouldn’t do. It’s the wrong idea, but right on cue. / I could be a fortune teller. I’d close my eyes and make believe. There’s another world to see, if you just open up to me. Yes, I can be your fortune teller. I’ll close my eyes and make believe. There’s another world to see, if you just open up to me. Yes, I can tell you how this ends, if you would just give me your hand.
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Nostalgia King
04:09
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Looking back at all these years can get me dizzy sometimes. Thinking about adolescent fears and the kids I used to know. As little as a roadway sign is now all that it takes to occupy my free time. Can’t let my mind go on – oh no. / Oh please, won’t you make this movie stop. All I’m seeing is my future, but you won’t let me be on top / I ain’t got no love for ya, Nostalgia King. No, I don’t want to hear no childhood memories. Thinking about my modest years makes my quiet pride hurt. I ain’t got no love for ya, Nostalgia King. / Maybe I just need to graduate or meet a different group of friends. We’ve had a good run, but now it seems like I’m gone. Time to leave the past in the past and move on. / So I don’t think I can keep on coming home to new faces at my door and old pictures in my room. / I ain’t got no love for ya, Nostalgia King. I don’t want to hear no childhood memories. Thinking about my modest years makes my quiet pride hurt. I ain’t got no love for ya, Nostalgia King.
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Dominoes
04:55
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You’ve beached yourself on the wrong shore, but you can’t sleep on the ocean floor, balled up with the creatures of the deep, in your dark mind. It’s alright, baby, I won’t touch you. There’s plenty of time to save your love for the man inside you with spiny hands and tiny ears. You used to live in the moment. Now all you hope is he’s counting memories like dominoes, like dominoes. / You’ve got the wrong guy. You’ve got the wrong tone. You’ve got a long way to go ‘til home. So, just stay with me. Don’t cry alone. Throw away your broken bones. / Time with me ain’t no time to kill. Stay away from that silent hill. You use your mouth like it’s just moving parts melting hearts. Topple me across the ground. I won’t sleep until you’re safe and sound. Simple addition: you can cook for one and find a nook of sun. You used to live in the moment. Now, all you hope is he’s stacking memories like dominoes, like dominoes. / You’ve got the wrong guy. You’ve got the wrong tone. You’ve got a long way to go ‘til home. So, just stay with me. Don’t cry alone. Throw away your broken bones. / You’ve had a change of heart. See him playing in the park with your dominoes, hearts and dominoes. He thumbs his nose at your bouquet of roses, but he’s not worth a dime; he’s a waste of time like dominoes, like dominoes. Go topple those, dominoes.
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Breakfast in Bed
04:30
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Right in this box right here is everything you’d ever need. They’ll drag you down by the knees. Please, aim to please. Everyone you ever knew before never thought you’d amount to much more than hanging round the front door - quitting again, starting again. / It’s one moment to define your days. Every passion’s just a passing phase. When you think that they’d prefer you dead, all those big plans you just keep in your head. You ain’t ever getting any better than breakfast in bed. / Rome wasn’t built in a day, even though it turned out fine. Every broken note, every belted line, all the wasted time. And all the good advice you didn’t heed, the coded notes you couldn’t read, a sharp critique that you didn’t need. They’re tuning out, you’re tuning out. / It’s one moment to define your days. Every passion’s just a passing phase. When you think that they’d prefer you dead, all those big plans you just keep in your head. You ain’t ever getting any better than breakfast in bed.
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Echo Chamber
05:36
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Rattling down South Weston Street and I can see that this freedom sure isn’t free. Holy smokes, these holy folks won’t keep their hands off of me, like I’m a disease. This ain’t no revival and the only hope of survival is killing the dream. / Piercing wind with her voice now. I’ve got a match and a fuse and a reason without a choice now. Both my hands are shaking and the earth beneath me is quaking all over this town. Who could stand the silence? When the noise in my head sounds, screaming, I don’t know how. / Though my life ain’t over yet. If it’s nothing to you, then take me instead. Worse than the monsters under my bed. Get this echo chamber out of my head. / Oh, my nerves are so feeble, but whatever you’re selling is evil, and the price is too steep. I rip the guts from my doorbell. They can see me. I’m crazy. Now, I can’t sleep. / Though my life ain’t over yet. If it’s nothing to you, then take me instead. Worse than the monsters under my bed. Get this echo chamber out of my head. / I talk to ghosts sometimes. I make the most of times. I’ve seen the worst of times. I save the world sometimes. / Though my life ain’t over yet. If it’s nothing to you, then take me instead. Worse than the monsters under my bed. Get this echo chamber out of my head.
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The Devon McGarry Band Burlington, Vermont
The Devon McGarry Band is a 4-piece rock group based in Burlington, Vermont, led by Singer-Songwriter Devon McGarry.
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