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Latter Day Saints
02:50
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Written by Kevin Verni
Caught you running through an August heat
Towards your resting muse
Heard you chalking up your new mistakes
To biopsychosocial blues
The comeback kid is getting old
It's too late in the day
For the latter day saints
To come marching in, to drag you out the door
Got a message from the new MD
Says your lesson's learned
Says you're making peace at the PHP
And you're grateful for all the concern
The comeback kid is getting old
It's too late in the day
For the latter day saints
To come marching in, to drag you out the door
Poor St. Maria doesn't have the time to see ya
She's been working late and she can't work anymore
All of the angels won't be enough to lift you
Off of this earth you've burned
And all of the devils couldn't together teach you
Any old tricks that you haven't learned
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The Hawk
03:13
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Written by Kevin Verni
The Scottish smoke spoke straight to my tongue
The Spanish coast and a toast to feeling young
Counting the steps between mature and amateur
I wait alone for the arrival of a cure
Another sun is rising on these highway eyes
You'll find your way through another day
As the hawk flies
Down, down and around
My thirst as powerful as any force you'll meet
The summer begs for relief from the heat
New England winters are a different kind of cold
Explorers out for a story left untold
Another sun is rising on these highway eyes
You'll find your way through another day
As the hawk flies
Down, down and around
The fear there is in waking
To pain you've come to know
The daughter who is aching
For you to let it go
Oh I swear one day I'll let it go
Oh I swear today just let me go
Down, down and around
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The Man of Sorrow
03:31
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Written by Kevin Verni
All of these hours that you waste
Feeling out of place
Stuck at the bottom of a wishing well you dug
All of the cruel dreams that you chase
Pile up and hide you
From the ones who could have loved you
So, you're the man of sorrow
With work to do tomorrow
Our choice is fall or follow
You, the man of sorrow
So, now you're the honored guest
To stand on the oppressed
To fire up the masses making waves
Stumbling drunk on the applause,
The menace, and the claws
The banner swears your fury saves
So, you're the man of sorrow
With work to do tomorrow
Our choice is fall or follow
You, the man of sorrow
Bleeding virtues you can never replace
An act of kindness under chemical waste
My daughter's fast asleep and I'm wide awake
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Your Babies Are Lead
03:53
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Written by Kevin Verni
We both build our homes on purple land
Rivers in the sand
Flowing to a black sea
But you can't call yourself a family man
No, you can't understand
A father like me
Your babies are lead
Your babies are lead
Those cuties go right through your head
Your babies are lead
Prayers you offer with such measured zeal
Why reinvent the wheel?
Why leave your hallowed ground?
Polish your metal and cradle steel
Nightmares you trade and deal
Crushing the speed of sound
Your babies are lead
Your babies are lead
Those cuties go right through your head
Your babies are lead
There's someone asking for the weather
There's someone asking for the time
Could we be living here forever?
Building caverns in our mind
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V As In Victor Shelburne Falls, Massachusetts
Rock and roll in the woods of Western MA. Starting lineup:
Kevin Verni
Eric Lemm
Tom Matherly
Michael Tocker
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