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Faithless (Rough Cut)
04:03
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Hey now, don't you cry
It's only me and your mind that you're losing
And the time that we've shared
I know the thought to you is unsettling
It didn't last, it never does
It's too much for cowards to bear
The life shared these days is too much
But you and I
Spent those summer nights
Under skies - Undisguised under pink purple hues
You were tired, but I?
Your faithful sire
Tensions roam, I know
You're scared of what I'll do
But the moment you called me a liar
Your arbitration had no use
My God, when will it end?
Has anybody left some common sense?
On this floor, or up above?
At least unlike you, I tried, to leave behind
Some vague ideas of love
And I know this because
The future's here
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Firewood (Acoustic)
05:46
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If my dreams and aspirations are ammunition for you
Then your heart is my firewood
And you had me at four seasons - without a rhyme or reason to believe
That you'd use me if you could
It can't be helped
I know it's hard for you
It can't be helped
This can't be
So I simply beg the question
To illicit some reasons
From the feeble mind of a fool
I speak of fate, and out of love (for you)
Be that as it may, I know you've had it rough (through and through)
But it can't be helped
I know it's hard for you
But it can't be helped
It can't be helped
You've had it hard
It can't be helped
It can't be helped
This can't be
Real
I was walking down the street with you in my thoughts
Can't stand the sight of you in their arms
Although I know we're many years apart
Just know I'll always hold you close to my heart x2
Who...?
Who...?
I wonder who?
Who...?
Who...?
On the thousands of lives I've borrowed
And the thousands of lies I've seen
Over a thousand seas I'd still travel
Just to bring you back home to me
Over the million skies that I've travelled
And of all the broken homes I've seen
I still want to see you tomorrow
So I can run away with my dreams
Yet like the skies that will be frozen over
Like the deepest of ocean blues
Could you paint me the faintest of pictures?
That I'd need to get back what I knew?
Like the skies that are frozen over
Like the deepest of ocean blues
Could you paint me the latest picture?
That I'll need to stop loving you?
Hey, buh bye,
buh buh bye bye yeah, yeah
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No matter when I'd come strolling in, you'd be there
Waiting on words that I would never even dare to -
Perchance a circumstance albeit an affair to
Be foolish in your youth, and ever so gracious in your shame
Easy now
I wouldn't wanna see you hurt yourself
Getting carried away
By somebody else's needless doubts
But oh, those doubts - oh those doubts
Well kid, what about'em now?
You know I'd give myself to you
If it meant that I'd be loved
You know I'd give myself to you
If it meant that I'd belong
You know I'd give myself to you
If it meant that it'd be enough
And how could I look through you?
Even though we speak in different tongues x2
How could I ever doubt you?
We simply love in different forms
If that would be enough...
I wish that'd be enough
I wish I were enough...
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Letter To A Friend
05:19
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When the morning cries
Hold me in it's showers
And when the evening strikes
Love me in it's sorrows
You said "take your time"
Wandering in my folly
But it's in these lights
I'd say I think you got me pretty good
So when the day break bleeds
That sky you'll never paint me
Date leaves and lemon trees
Remind me to be happy
When even after I leave
And I know that you'll still hate me
Because I'm arrogant and mean
I''m a living, breathing, working class freak
From rags to riches sincerely yours
I write to you because I feel I must
Is it mind over matter - I don't mean to bore
But is this strife even conquerable without self-love?
From rags to riches I want to know
Is life even possible without another's touch?
From rags to riches sincerely yours
I write to you in a state of endless toil
And so I'll cast the die - Because I don't wanna die
On my own, in the night
(It's from these rags to riches that I wish to go, a life of love and a heart filled with hope)
Is it too late?
To escape...
Escape...
Escape...
Escape...
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With the press of our lips eternal bliss is reached
With the touch of your hand against my face as I gently weep
With the suck of your kiss and when our eyes finally meet
Your graceful smile sends me higher than the tallest of trees
Rolling fields - and endless sky
Grant me hope - for a better life
I'm on my own - one more time
How I hope - to see you again
With the caress of your hips against my lips I die
By the God of your grace and the sight of your face I melt everytime
With the clasp of our hands and our silhouettes to an open sky
We could live forever if we choose to - after we die
Rolling fields - and endless skies
Grant me hope - for a better life
I'm on my own - one last time
But I know
Bridge
That we'll meet again
On the highest of mountains
With your sullen eyes - gazing back in mine
And your golden hair - blowing softly in the breeze
When I question God, I'll ask him if this is real
I know you'll disappear - at the peak of that moment
But I won't be scared - in fact I find solace
In that you and I - are now existing
We're just a place in time - apart
So it's in mind - and in my heart
That I won't let go
Of the idea
Of you
Outro
If I - could just apologize
One last time - and hold you tight
If I - could kiss you goodnight
With your hands in mine
That'd be mighty fine
If I - could just say goodbye
One more time - and see you smile
If I were to sing you a lullabye
This would be
What I'd Write
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Good Humour Providence, Rhode Island
Good Humour is the alternative rock project of Rhode Island native Christopher Joseph Carlone. Carlone began recording under the moniker of Good Humour in the Summer of 2018 with the intention of recording a collection of songs he wrote during his time staying in Japan circa Summer of 2018. Fatalistic, existential, and contemplative, Good Humour aims for a rich, bright and warm sound. ... more
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