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Chances
04:46
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Out on a limb
My chances are slim
Well I’m still looking for you, aren’t I?
I’m not big on belief
And I can’t get no relief
But as I sit beneath the stars I -
Think to myself
“It’s just a matter of time
Something good is bound to happen”
But the longer I wait
The more chances go by
And the world keeps changing while I’m napping
I try to refrain
From causing you pain
While you just try to keep from crying
It never takes long
For things to go wrong
So why the hell do we keep trying
Feathered and tarred
With a price on my head
Chased by odds I tried defying
When you’ve fallen as far
And as long as I have
It’s easy to pretend you’re flying
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Suspiciously Good
03:39
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Suddenly everything seems to be going your way
You should be happy, well at least that’s what everyone says
They’re probably right, but you still cry at night
Misery’s a hard habit to break
With no one beside you
No one to guide you
No one to show you the way
Don’t get too ambitious, this looks suspiciously good
Don’t get your hopes up, you probably just misunderstood
It’s some stupid mistake, it was not yours to take
Someone will come back for it soon
Someone who had it
And think they deserve it
Well they probably do, more than you
Here it is again
The soft and familiar pain you’ve grown accustomed to
The choice has been made
Your throat seems to welcome the blade
It’s all the same to you
Suddenly everything seems to be going your way
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The young revolutionists age in the suits of those who they sought to replace
And once in position they aim and they shoot
And they leave not a mark, not a trace
We go through the motions, with our preconceived notions
As if waiting for someone’s command
To light up our torches and chase out of town
Anyone we don’t understand
But the revolution ain’t coming and there’s no use denying that all hope is probably gone
But I guess I’m still hoping or I wouldn’t be singing this song
The world keeps on turning and the sun keeps on burning, it won’t likely stop anytime soon
I just hope we start learning before we lose all our earnings, and have to watch the Earth spin from the moon
‘Cause the revolution ain’t coming and there’s no use denying that all hope is probably gone
But I guess I’m still hoping or I wouldn’t be singing this song
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AutoTuned World
03:35
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It’s too late to rewind and you can’t change my mind, I’m already halfway out the door
It ain’t easy to leave but I do believe that I shouldn’t stay one minute more
So spare me your reasons and accusations of treason, you can’t even hit the right note
I’m calling your bluff because I’ve had enough of this AutoTuned world you promote
The path to your glory was paved by the story they wrote for you to tell every day
But it’s painfully clear that beneath all those tears, you ain’t really got nothing to say
You claim to be free but between you and me, they don’t even let you pick your own clothes
So don’t take it to heart, but I want no part in this AutoTuned world they impose
They keep us entangled using shiny things dangling constantly before our eyes
When you’re all out of hope they will throw you a rope but once you grab it you’re forever tied
But who do we blame for this cruel endless game? Do we even know when it began?
We’ve lost it before, well you can always lose more when you keep play it again and again
We give our permission, agree to terms and conditions that we don’t even bother to read
Then we act all surprised when the wolves-in-disguise come demanding their bellies to feed
We take and we tame and we trade and we claim things that never were ours to keep
We all feed the beast and let the wolves feast while we bicker over who are the sheep
Now here comes this young hippie telling tales of a trip he once took up in Joshua Tree
And he offers conclusions about truth and illusion, but it all sounds like bullshit to me
To be honest and fair, his ideas I once shared and I even spoke similar words
But it’s plain now to see that he too, just like me, is a product of this AutoTuned world
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My God, He Told Me
02:40
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My god, he told me I was special
He told me I was better than the rest
He told me he's the only one
Then he wanted me to kill my son
Just to put my faith in him to test
My god, he said he'll always love me
But only if I vow to love him back
He made this world for me and mine
He wants the best for all mankind
Unless they're gay or atheist or black
My god, he doesn't want me killing
Unless it's someone that he doesn't like
And I'm the only one who knows
Who's god's friend and who's his foe
So just be like me and you won't have to die
My god's all-powerful, all-knowing
My god, he's merciful and just
He created night and day
He gave and he shall take away
And that is all you need to know and trust
My god, he's not too keen on questions
He don’t like it when I dare to doubt
He says I could not comprehend
Nor should I try to understand
‘Cause that is what belief is all about
My god, he speaks to me so clearly
I can hear him whispering to me
So come, o ye of little faith
Call me crazy to my face
But the voices in my head might disagree
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Ol’ Johnny walked down the street
Saw a girl he thought looked sweet
The kind of girl he’d like to meet
He thought “what do I have to lose”
So he approached and said hello
But all the girl said back was “no”
Johnny figured it was only a show
He said “what do you have to lose”
She turned her back to walk away
But Johnny just had to have it his way
It was just before the break of day
He thought “what do I have to lose”
The girl cried and she did moan
Yelled at ol’ Johnny to leave her alone
Finally grabbed a heavy brick of stone
She had nothing left to lose
One push, one kick
One hard hit over the head with a brick
Johnny went down, fell flat on his dick
I guess he had one thing to lose
I guess he had one thing to lose
We all have at least one thing to lose
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It’s 10 am central, you must still be in bed
Wrapped in the arms of the one that you love
But do these arms that now hold you feel as good as mine did
Is it all that you’ve been dreaming of
Now I dare not pretend
There’s a love with no end
Everything that is born has to die
But I should have told you before
That I was hoping for more
Than a French kiss and an Irish goodbye
I’ve always been an old soul, my grip has always been loose
But I no longer say it with pride
Now that my body’s catching up and the years tighten that noose
And I cover less ground in my stride
Chance brought us together
Life pulled us apart
Time it mocks us as it passes us by
Maybe love’s the defender
Of all broken hearts
But all I got was a French kiss and an Irish goodbye
It’s as hard to remember as it is to forget
Bad news always come as a surprise
All the times I surrendered, all the things I regret
French kisses and Irish goodbyes
It’s not beyond reason, but it’s hard to admit
That it was nobody’s fault but my own
I’ve been scratching the wall, trying to make it out of this pit
I cut my fingers right down to the bone
Well it ain’t hard to tell
That we’ve both been through hell
All it takes is one look in our eyes
But you got away
And I’m left here to stay
With French kisses and Irish goodbyes
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When the Smoke Clears
03:07
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You get what you can, you take what you need
And you buy whatever you can afford
And a heart that stopped beating will soon start to bleed
Ah but that’s what you bargained for
I can’t foresee the future or undo the past and I don’t think I would if I could
I just try to survive and hope for the best though I’m bound to stay misunderstood
My cheek’s grown accustomed to the touch of a tear
And my heart is all battered and scarred
I’ve been wandering around for some 35 years
But I never seem to get very far
God may be my witness, but you are the judge and you’ve long since retired the jury
And they all found me guilty of holding a grudge and then you gave the order to cure me
The land you call holy is nothing but dirt
And it’s never been promised or won
And your faith is a stain on your favorite shirt
That is now all torn up and undone
What will you do when the smoke clears away and you’re left standing alone in the ruins
Will you cry for forgiveness, think of changing your ways or go right back to what you’ve always been doing
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Everything You Throw Out
03:05
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This is where everything you throw out goes
Old letters, worn out shoes
Things you bought but never meant to use
Promises you never meant to keep
Childhood dreams and all your prayers
And all the broken hearts you’ve left out there
Bleeding out on the side of the road
Next to broken bottles of booze
And every song I ever wrote for you
This is where everyone that you forgotten lives
Past lovers, old friends
And everyone you’ll never see again
Keeping warm around a bum fire in the dark
Looking out with empty eyes
For something to remember you by
Something to remember you by
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Ofer Amichai / Twin Tree Grove Tel Aviv Yafo, Israel
Ofer Amichai is a guitarist and singer-songwriter, known to some from his late folk-rock band Twin Tree Grove (2017-2022). He is a well traveled, road worn artist; telling his stories while pulling on threads from the fabric of society.
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