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Black & White Eyes
03:47
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Sunday mornings come and go
Your eyes stuck in your head like stones
Ivy growing wild up on the wall
Where you lean your back upon
The days like smoke already gone
And you finally seem to understand it all
I’ll stare at your face
Is this all you’re gonna leave behind?
Your faded smile
Your black and white eyes
I see you from miles away
Your past and future here to day
I see the steam boiling out your mouth
Something that you want to say?
Words like steam, boiling away
Sometimes you don’t know till you let it out
I’ll stare at your face
Is this all you’re gonna leave behind
Your crooked smile
Your black and white eyes
Lights come on at the strangest times
You hide your thoughts trying to heal your mind
Like the last leaves on the ground
Like you won’t see me around
Sunday evening gone again
Somewhere over Michigan
Someone you love waving at the glass
I’ll stare at your face
Is this all you’re gonna leave behind
Your faded love
Your black and white eyes
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Fences
03:28
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Oh well it wasn’t love
But it was good practice
Lying in your arms
I will try to believe, I will try
Until the paint starts peeling off
I’m a world when I’m awake
I’m a four leaf clover
Penny on the ground
I will try to believe, I will try
Until someone shakes me loose
Oh my god I’m another day older
I still look like a kid from the next town over
With the fences overgrown
And I don’t want to hear about it
Another day
Like a thread in my teeth
Breaking at the ends
I will try to be more patient, I will try
Until it all gets ripped away
Whatever, I misspoke
I’m not close captioned
Listen to me whine
I will try to be more patient with myself
Until it’s crawling up my skin
Oh my god I’m another day older
Still look like a kid from the next town over
With the fences overgrown
And I don’t want to hear about it
Oh my god I’m another day older
Still look like a kid from the next town over
With the fences overgrown
And I just want to hear about it
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Chris Rawlins Chicago, Illinois
Chris Rawlins is a singer/songwriter from Chicago, IL. The Midwestern native creates intimate, modern folk tales with hauntingly beautiful, noir-like imagery.
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