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My Morning Jacket Okonokos

: Gideon. What Have You Told Us At All? Make A Sound, Come Down Off The Wall. Religion - Should Appeal To The Hearts Of The Young. Who Are You? What

: I will sing to you of greater things... money, gold, and diamond rings just don't make it last any longer than it has to stories of the greater things

move that catches my eye. Why's it so soft when the cannons unload on the others? Why're we so loud when we say it wont happen to us? Why does my mind

: Sorry Bout The Things That I Had To Say - And I'll Make It Up To You Right Now At The Penny Arcade. In An Open Car Or Wherever You Are - Push Yourself

: Lay Low Why Don't Ya Now? Lay Back Awhile And I'll Show Ya - I Got The Good That You Want No Need To Go And - Hunt Something Else - It's Right Here

ghetto they will hear you mornin bell tolls at home. rings loud back where I come from. calls me back often times i would hope and pray. then faith came my

: hey! The Christmas curtain falls on lawbreakers that pave the way for thoughtless folks like me and j who'd pay, but cant afford the finer things

grave so big, it will swallow up the sea oh I know... that it's easy... there's no trouble waitin for me dancefloors. headlights. in my blood there's

go diving in red patoka sea the brain melts in the twilight with the boar and moving trees your skin looks good in moonlight and god damn those shaky knees the fact that my