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The hands of time
The hands of time
Abraham runs a record store
No wick left to burn
Flips through racks of vintage wax
And the tables still turn
The hands of time
The hands of time
Callus again from the stories of every has been
The hands of time
Rosana runs a small town bar
Every night till last call
Waisted souls on sticky floors
Shiny wrecking balls
The hands of time
The hands of time
Callus from change or the lack of it now at their age
The hands of time
Pleasure and Pain
Begin to feel one in the same
A dreamer dreams
That's all they really can do
Holds on too tightly
Holds on too long
The way I hold on to you
These hands of mine
These hands of mine
Callus from things like working these guitar strings
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2. |
Love And Only Love
03:54
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Of all of the choices
This needs to be enough
I've been written off before
But never by love
Waking up
From the darkness
And on to the table to turn
I am in control again
Of all I've lived and learned
Somebody said they saw me
Over the moon
Under the influence of love and only love
Somebody said they heard me
Leaving the building
From the highest stories above
Falling in love and only love
Of all of the voices
I've followed yours in the past
No one knows me like you do
No one ever has
Coming out
Of the Darkness
In the end it's the longest fuse
No one knows me like you do
But I got more to lose
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The Dirty Work
03:51
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I'll be damned
If that house on the hill
Were as good as it gets
I've never seen
A white picket fence
Keep many secrets
That's all the dirt
That's all the dirt
That's all the dirt I know (Or care to know)
Buried just below (Or just below)
Wherever you see green grass grow
That's the dirty work
That's the dirty work
And suddenly
The roses returned
Unnaturally red
Some may say
Just a new coat of paint
Brought them back from the dead
The children seem happy
For living in a haunted house
That sees a little more rain
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Settled In
04:31
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I am settled in
I am settled in
I meant to come out last night to your show
But I was captured by the couch and remote control
And the angel on my shoulder said to stay
And I had to be up early for work any way
I am not crying
You're crying
Goddamn this movie every time
If I had missed this
Hugs and kisses
Well now that would be a crime
I am settled in
I meant to spend some time with you old friend
Ever since I felt inspired again
Some wine, paper and crayons
Whatever we can find just to finish this song
Until they find me
They always find me
Two happy feet and the barking dogs
But all this laughter
Joy and laughter
All the children can't be wrong
I have settled for far worse
Than a crazy night in bed by nine
I have settled for far worse
Then to sing the world's longest lullaby
No, no, no, no, no...yeah
I am settled in
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I know you got more than you bargained for with this deal
I got as many ups and downs as a Ferris wheel
I know you know I would
Keep going round and round
To wind up again right here
We are always homeward bound
But what I fear
Is to disappear
Remember why we fell for one another
Remember why we cheated and we lied
Remember why we went through hell and back again
Together
Doomed or not
We come a long way baby
We're on the losing end of distance sometimes at best
Our jobs, the house, the children can be a mess
C'mon, C'mon, C'mon
Just another round
Just so we don't forget
We are always homeward bound
And better yet
Baby let's
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6. |
Last Man Gunned Down
03:23
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Old Man
I see your grave is in bloom
I am riding with the devil all this time
There's been peace at your tomb
I carry this bullet
I swallow my pride
I chase it down, down, down, down
With anything I can find
From every bottle and town
To the ends of the earth
I find the ruins of the man
Who took all you were worth
Here rest the last man gunned down
And the sweet revenge never found
If it's all the same to you I'll lay this pistol down
On the tomb of the last man gunned down
In a saloon
Down in Deadwood
I look in his eyes just like I told you I would
Why would I widow a wife
Why would I orphan anyone
I holster my pain everyday and walk off into the sun
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Timeless
03:22
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I hate to be right
Or even wrong about you
Clean slates erased
By every Deja vu
Your t-shirt and jeans
And red lipstick shade never fade
You're timeless in the wrong ways
You're timeless in the wrong ways
You're timeless in the ways you say you're sorry
Your factory job
Down in Diamond Rio
You're overtime at the bar
Till you're drunk and stumble home
I know life's not fair
When I need you most you're a ghost
You're timeless in the wrong ways
You're timeless in the wrong ways
You're timeless in the ways you say you're sorry
Deja vu ain't got nothing on you
Deja vu ain't got nothing on you
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8. |
Ship In A Bottle
02:51
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I make waves
Surrender to perfect storms
Wash up on shore
A mosaic of broken dreams
I burn all
Of my healing bridges
Just to sail on through
And drink up more seas
Another round for my crew
And for the lovers I knew
Before the sea calls to me
To leave here without them
It's the curse of the captain of a ship in a bottle
All the stars
I wish on were lost
In blinding fog
I murder the albatross
A brand new world
As seen through a spyglass
Seems far too far and far too small
For my ship to pass
There's a calm in the dark
Of my sunken heart
And that's what scares me
So I leave here without them
It's the curse of the captain of a ship in a bottle
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Brian Koenigsknecht Kalamazoo, Michigan
Brian Koenigknecht is a Michigan treasure, that rare breed of singer-songwriter who can make you feel every human emotion – every tear, every smile – so intensely that you feel he’s written his songs about you. – John Sinkevics, LocalSpins.com
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