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the beetles & the bugs
02:52
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Feeling like a foreigner under these damn tiles
I’ve been lying here awake now for a while, for a while
Not afraid of the silence nor of the dark
What I’d do for your presence to fill the cracks
Of this broken house, of this broken heart
And I will learn to love again, this place I’ve known
I’m fooled by my mind, like it’s not my own
I see you playing in the sun out the window
Show me the beetles and the bugs you’ve found, in the garden
Show me the beetles and the bugs you’ve found
As the boats we made set sail on the lake
I didn’t hear them calling out your name
I watched you float further and further away
Anchors lifted, nothing left to hold you down
Anchors lifted, I guess I’ll see you around
Show me the beetles and the bugs you’ve found, in the garden
Show me the beetles and the bugs you’ve found
Show me the beetles and the bugs you’ve found, in the garden
It seems the beetles and the bugs, they’re with you now
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The Birds
02:29
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The birds are your eyes, keeping an eye on me
The sheets are your arms, hold me close, help me sleep
Your feet are the lights and there’s no doubt I’d follow what shines
Still I can’t be called out of darkness tonight
Won’t you, tell me, it’s alright again
This time I’ll believe you
And take it in
Give me strength like only you know how
Oh no, don’t let me stumble now
It’s been years and you’re still here
I feel your hand on my shoulder fools me into thinking I’m closer, than I am
Won’t you, tell me, it’s alright again
This time I’ll believe you
And take it in
This time I’ll believe you
And take it in
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I'm Going Changing
02:11
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I’m going changing for you
If it’s the last thing that I do
I’ll change my shirt my hair my shoes
Turn what you don’t like into, something you do
I’m going changing, changing
I’m going changing for you
Changed my address so it looks good on a letter
I hope you write to me soon
When you return I swear to be better
You won’t change your mind will you?
I’m going changing, changing
I’m going changing for you
Call me what you like, if my name ain't good enough
Call me something nice, won’t you love
Call me what you like, if my name ain’t good enough
Call me something nice if it’s still me you’re speaking of
Is it still me you’re speaking of?
Please don’t go changing
Oh don’t go changing, changing
Oh don’t go changing, I beg you please
Oh don’t go changing, changing
Oh don’t go changing, I beg you please
Oh don’t go changing for me
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The Feeling's Gone
03:02
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The feeling’s gone
Oh I held on but the feeling’s gone
And I held on tight
With all my might, I held on tight
But the feeling’s gone
And I sure hope it finds its way to some place new
Guess it ran its time with me and you
Thought it was here to stay
Got up and left the room one day
And who am I to stand in its way?
Now the feeling’s gone
And as it stood, it stood in the doorway
There was nothing left to do nor say
As it stood, it stood in the doorway
There was nothing I could do nor say
I guess sometimes, it goes that way
And I sure hope it finds its way to some place new
Guess it ran its time with me and you
And it left some baggage, how long ‘till we unpack?
Or do we tiptoe round it, we’re so good at that
Now the feeling’s gone
And I sure hope it’s found its way
To some place new
Guess it ran its time with me and you
Now the feeling’s gone
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Augusta Paris, France
Augusta’s smooth, minimalist, folk sound is hard to resist. Influenced by a blend of early American folk and the likes of Laura Marling and Joni Mitchell, Augusta aims for simplicity in both words and music. Her delicately drawn notes gather you into a world of affectionately observed songs. ... more
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