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Big Church Café
presents
Saturday October 9TH
Here Till Thursday
Saving April
Sibrian
A Friends Streaming Tears
Show starts at 8pm
$4 dollars at the door
500 E. Colorado
(At the corner of Colorado and Oakland right before you hit Paseo)
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| hey!
come to te show tommrow
at the first united methodist church
500 E colorado blvd
at the corner of oakland and colorado
iv got
nural
my former self
sarcasm
all lined up to play
come to the show
$4 atthe door
starts at 8 pm
SO DONT BE LATE !
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| I WORK AT STARBUCKS!!!!!!!
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| We sent out the S.O.S. call.
It was a quarter past four, in the morning
When the storm broke our second anchor line.
Four months at sea. Four months of calm seas only
To be pounded in the shallows off the tip of Montauk Point.
They call them rogues. They travel fast and alone.
One hundred foot faces of God's good ocean gone wrong.
What they call love is a risk,
Cause you will always get hit
Out of nowhere by some wave
And end up on your own.
The hole in the hull defied the crew’s attempts,
To bail us out.
And flooded the engines and radio,
And half buried bow.
Your tongue is a rudder.
It steers the whole ship.
Sends your words past your lips
Or keeps them safe behind your teeth.
But the wrong words will strand you.
Come off course while you sleep.
Sweep your boat out to sea
Or dashed to bits on the reef.
The vessel groans
The ocean pressures its frame.
To the port I see the lighthouse
Through the sleet and the rain.
And I wish for one more day to give my
Love and repay debts.
But the morning finds our bodies washed up thirty miles west.
They say that the captain stays fast with the ship,
Through still and storm,
But this ain't the Dakota,
And the water is cold,
We won't have to fight for long.
(This is the end.)
This story's old but it goes on and on until we disappear,
(This is the calm.)
Calm me and let me taste the salt you breathed while you were underneath,
(We are the mountains.)
I am the one who haunts your dreams of mountains sunk below the sea,
(After the storm.)
I spoke the words but never gave a thought of what they all could mean,
(Rest in the sea.)
I know that this is what you want,
A funeral keeps both of us apart.
(Washed up on the beach.)
You know that you are not alone
I need you like water in my lungs.
(This is the end.)
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| in a dream i spent a day with you
in a carriage bought by blood
the clouds were singing songs of fear and lose
and they cut me down to size
and they cut me down to size
broken wings
have a home tonight
no one is listening, no one is listening
when darkness fell on the streets last night
never expected, we never expected this
in a perfect world, i'd never know your name
and do we even know it when we die
or will death just pass us by
please just pass us by
broken wings
have a home tonight
no one is listening, no one is listening
when darkness fell on the streets last night
never expected, we never expected this
when all this pain is justified
while all the time is passing by
now is when we clenched our fists
knowing we can fight through this
the hours and days are gone
the weeks and months are moving on
can't they see that's nothing gonna stop us now
broken wings
have a home tonight
no one is listening, no one is listening
when darkness fell on the streets last night
never expected, we never expected this
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