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Greener Grasses
04:19
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Well I do believe the odds of the high romantic gods
Are stacked up against my old unlucky soul
I have lived my 9 lives 81 gazillion times
And yet I anti-up and let the old dice roll
But I'm still a sucker for the rush
Well I've got too many words - my thoughts are hummingbirds
Momentarily ethereal and gone
And the voice inside my head speaks what Holden Caulfield said
"Everybody's phony - but I'm the biggest one"
And I'm still hoping for a flush
And I don't know what I want
I'm here I'm there I'm gone
On the run from the hunt for the trophy shelf
No matter how good my view, I am always somewhere else
And I don't know what I want
I'm here I'm there I'm gone
On the run from the hunt for the trophy shelf
No matter how good my view, I am always somewhere else
Well I do believe the odds of the matchmaking gods
Are a thousand to one against my hand
But I'll live in the world between - in a meadow in my dream
Where the grass is always greener than where I am
But I'm still hoping for a flush
And I don't know what I want
I'm here I'm there I'm gone
On the run from the hunt for the trophy shelf
No matter how good my view, I am always somewhere else
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Simple Complex
04:07
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Simple Complex - I don't check my texts
Got an algorithm for dealing with my friends
I don't need to flex or hang with architects
To see the arcades and arches of discontent
If you could design all the love in the world tonight
All the angles just don't seem right
If you could close your eyes and let all the formulas die
You'd see that the simplest complex beats inside you
Down in this basement, my soul is a casement
Got a sidelight beside the transom of me
I might be belated but I'm never truncated
These songs are a portico into my glee
If you could design all the love in the world tonight
All the angles just don't seem right
If you could close your eyes and let all the formulas die
You'd see that the simplest complex beats inside you
Love will find love again (x4)
If you could design all the love in the world tonight
All the angles just don't seem right
If you could close your eyes and let all the formulas die
You'd see that the simplest complex beats inside you
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Music Magic
03:01
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Hard Time
04:27
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Wish Star
03:21
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Exploded
03:33
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Graven
03:49
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Betty
05:00
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Graven Ottawa, Ontario
Graven (Matty McKechnie) is a Nepean, Ontario, Canada-born indie folk musician and songwriter who used to make bedroom rap casettes in his teens under the name “Man Of Steel”. His newest album Simple Complex was mixed by Joel Plaskett and made in Dartmouth, Nova Scotia. ... more
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