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All The Way
03:38
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All The Way
Ok, I'll admit, I love her
Even if she's just here for cover
But there are two things that I can hold onto, my friend
Had love before, and it left a crater, and
Frank Sinatra tried suicide in a hotel elevator
We both came up; for air.
Visions of myself standing as one
Underneath the heart shaped cloud with no sun
But there are two things that I keep telling to myself
Had love before, and it left a crater and
Frank Sinatra tried suicide in a hotel elevator
We both came up;
If somebody Loves you; doesn't matter less they love you
All the Way
All the Way
All the Way
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Glide on By
05:22
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Glide On By
In a world; of dysfunction, Pain and regrets; my perception
So, how did these; people get that way?
Or more to the point I have to say;
how in gods name to they make it stay?
He was the youngest; of three brothers; Fought in the war; in separate forces
One was captured; and there was one who died
Makes me wonder every day,
why that one is still aliive
Are some born; to be free? Are they put here; for you and me And if so I wonder why?
She was the most; gracious host; She'd meet you
At the door; and you'd melt to the floor
And promptly glide; right out of the room
Left in your head most silently; she's
got you humming the perfect tune
Are some born; to be free? Are they put here; for you and me And if so I wonder why?
Was there somethin'; that I was missin'? hidin' behind, that smoking nissen
Lessons to learn, or yarns to burn..... ….............were they put here for and for me
And if so I wonder why
Why not all. All of us!
We are tired; of all the fuss
While some people Glide On By.
On by, On by,...
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World Not Enough
04:26
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World Not Enough
He said he liked; to do things wrong
Like smoking cigarettes; in the hot dry sun
And when he tried, to do things right.
He had on his own hands an internal fight
The world was not enough; for him
The world was not enough; for him
He tried it once; He tried it twice
He tried it once again for good measure
And when he tried to get off the floor
He realized that it was like before
The world was not enough, for him
And now sometimes; i'll do things wrong
And think of him when I'm lighting up in the sun
And when he went, and did things right
I will remember how he gave it all, that night
The world was not enough; for him
The world was not enough; for him
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Performing
03:27
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Performing
I'm searching for Love; I'm searching for understanding
I'm searching for kindness; on the stage
I embody malice; I'm embracing my demons, oh yeah
I'm trying to ignore you; off the stage
And that's why; Thats why they call it - Performing
I'm searching for truth; I'm searching for full expression
Not just for me but for all; on the stage
I'm acting in fear; things I've done I'm ashamed of...maybe
Living in frustration; off the stage
And that's why; Thats why they call it - Performing
I'm searching for individuality on the stage
I'm trying to find my place in the crowd off the stage
I'm trying to bring people in on the stage
I'm trying to shun those I don't know off the stage
And that's why. Thats why they call it
It's what they call, It's why they call it - Performing
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Charles Mansfield Brooklyn, New York
Ask Charles what's up and the answer always is writing, playing, recording; not necessarily in that order. His sound has been compared to somewhere between Neil Young and Elliot Smith. The past few years have seen Charles in New York playing clubs, house shows and open mics in and around New York and Brooklyn. New single This Is Winter slated to release 3/18/18 ... more
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