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Sweet Time
03:55
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Lovers all around me, I don’t know what I should do
They keep falling so fast and they haven’t got a clue
What’s inside of this restless head of mine
I plan on taking my sweet time with anyone
Time waiting is time wasted on me
It hasn’t been that long since I was head over heels
But I had a taste of a heartbreak and I know now how it feels
To have your whole world turned upside down
I saw our dog, I saw my stupid white floor length gown
Time waiting is time wasted on me
I’m trying to find the balance between friends and more
But if I’m not using my heart, then what good is it for?
Every day is a mystery
But I’m having fun, I’m making friends, I’m dodging misery
Time waiting is time wasted on me
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Legs
04:11
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How can this be, you’re standing right in front of me
Arms bare, chest bare, rain falls into your hair
Do we know what we’re doing, is this a gentle rain or a storm a’brewing?
Do we care or do we know how far we can let this evening go?
I need you here with me for at least nine years more
So if that means that we should stop, I can coax my shaky legs off the floor
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River Rock
04:05
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I wish I was a river rock,
Warm long after the sun goes down
I stay until they turn on the lights,
Alone in the crowd after the sun goes down
After the sun goes down
So much to do, I want to scream
I am much more than my computer screen
I wish I was a river rock,
Warm long after the sun goes down
After the sun goes down
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Molasses
03:12
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Smooth, smooth like molasses
I waited for you on Mass Ave.
Then I heard the news, the terrible news
That there was a spill, and in it was you
Cruel, cruel like molasses
I waited for you on Mass Ave.
But you never came, your legs were pulled under
And molasses it rained and molasses it thundered
There was a flood thicker than your blood
It doesn't matter that you loved to swim,
You were gone when it pulled you in
You never came, your legs were pulled under
And molasses it rained, molasses it thundered
You never came, your legs were pulled under
Molasses it rained, molasses it thundered
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Good Dream
01:32
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I heard of a bird who had a dream
They dreamt they couldn’t fly
It was a good dream, my oh my oh my,
My oh my oh my
This bird had legs like mine
And two hands for clapping
And they clapped all the time
It was a good dream, my oh my oh my,
My oh my oh my
The grass is always greener on the other side
And the clouds don’t seem so far away
If you dream that you can fly
If you dream that you can fly
Dream that you can fly
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Ona Canoa Shelburne Falls, Massachusetts
A folk trio with a timeless sound.
Debut EP "Good Dream" out everywhere Nov. 16, 2019.
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