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Dear Ganthet
02:40
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Dear Ganthet,
Can I be a Lantern?
My heart is pure and devoid of fear.
Isn't it time for me to shine
In the lime light?
Isn't it time for evildoers to beware my might
Beware my light?
OA! OA!
Oh I've got rage under control
And I keep my jealousy to a dull roar
But I know that love
Can take a good man
And make a better man!
So what?
I can tell Sinestro
That he can't destroy hope.
He can't outrun an F# Bell's note.
Isn't it time for me to shine
In the lime light?
Isn't it time for evildoers to beware my might
Beware my light?
OA! OA!
Oh I've got rage under control
And I keep my jealousy to a dull roar
But I know that love
Can take a good man
And make a better man!
What's up?
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2. |
Eros
03:21
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My heart has grown pajama soft
Oozes, bruises, offers up secrets
Peel my ventricles like banana tops
Expose my prose in proper sequence
Off the cuff I'm rough, a grizzly cub
But my prayers are bare and only sung for Cupid
Cupid
So reply, Eros
Let fly your arrows
As I try to kiss the sun
And if Aphrodite's lips
Ask for tidy gifts
All tied up with a bow
I'll know that this is for
No one
I sing it wrong like campfire songs
Each verse a new curse, repeating the chorus
Mis ojos son mi corazón, leen las líneas de mi dolores
I'm not tough enough to suffer love
In the ways I craved when I was young and stupid
Stupid
So reply, Eros
Let fly your arrows
As I try to kiss the sun
And if Aphrodite's lips
Ask for tidy gifts
All tied up with a bow
I'll know that this is for
No one
I've got the body of a Greek philosopher
Who shares his love of food
And I've got the mind of a savant-geek-toddler
Who stares in awe of the moon
And if Fate thinks that you'd be a good catch
Would you sit under this thatched roof?
I did us a favor, an afternoon's labor
Cut holes in the ceiling for a scenic view
Of the stars beyond the vine
The stars beyond the vine
So pick up your bow and let a few go
Reply, Eros
Let fly your arrows
As I try to kiss the sun
And if Aphrodite's lips
Ask for tidy gifts
All tied up with a bow
I'll know that this is for
No one
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3. |
Cry Baby
02:33
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Darling
How I love you
How I need you
How I cry every night
You're not by my side now
Darling
How I love you
How I need you
How I cry every night
I know you'll want me back
Someday now baby oh
I know you'll cut me slack
Darling
How I love you
How I need you
How I cry every night
Take me back, baby oh
Darling
How I love you
How I need you
How I cry every night
I know you'll want me back
Someday now baby oh
I know you'll cut me slack
Someday I'm gonna gonna make you mine
Someday I'm gonna make you see I'm right
Someday I'm gonna get back in your life
Darling
How I love you
How I need you
How I spy every night
I'm outside your window now
Darling
How I love you
How I need you
How I spy every night
I know you'll want me back
Someday now baby oh
I know you'll cut me slack
Someday I'm gonna gonna make you mine
Someday I'm gonna make you see I'm right
Someday I'm gonna get back in your life
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4. |
Slow Cars
05:27
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I used to stay up late
And turn the TV and the internet both up to eleven
It was a smokescreen for how
I used to wallow in the hollow sound of my shallow breathing
I used to sit and wait
For Fate to finally contemplate the cards that she was dealing
Me, I never saw fit to meet the blinds
I'd rather fold up tight and try to hide
And just hit to the
Ceiling
I like dead bars, I like slow cars
And I like red lights
I like slow bars, I like dead cars
And I like resolving fights
With words
I don't know what you've heard
But I've changed for the better
I've changed for the better
I used to stay up late
And drone on like a dial tone 'bout my lonely life in space
Drinking sweet lemons, eating sour grapes
When the starlight hit me harder than your fist into my face
I used to sit and wait
For the phone to break my cone of silence
Break me out my just-in-case
I used to eat to beat the band
But then my heart could hardly keep a beat
And my feet were stumbling in
Place
I like dead bars, I like slow cars
And I like red lights
I like slow bars, I like dead cars
And I like resolving fights
With words
I don't know what you've heard
But I've changed for the better
I've changed for the better
I know you've heard many awful things
And I know you're wondering
If I'm sorry for the man I've been
Or sorrier for the man I'm becoming
And time makes more change than a soda machine
But if you go for the cherry coke
Your life could be this sweet
And I've seen and done many awesome things
That I've become the one who keeps
Evolving
I like dead bars, I like slow cars
And I like red lights
I like slow bars, I like dead cars
And I like resolving fights
With words
I don't know what you've heard
But I've changed for the better
I've changed for the better
I've changed for the better (I have)
I've changed for the better (this time)
I've changed for the better (at last)
I've changed for the better (I'm fine)
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5. |
Phantom Limbs
01:56
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These are not my legs
These are pins and record needles
This is not my arm
But I’ll raise it to the ceiling
And tell you to turn it up
Because this music is turning me on
These are not my hands but I still need them to play
These aren’t my back muscles
But I need to stand up straight
And hold my head up way too high
Like a giraffe or a Rasta or something else
Exotic with its head in the clouds
This is not my crowd
But I tell them to put one hand in the air
If getting our rock on
Is getting their rocks off
The clock is ticking
So let’s tock
Face-to-face-to-empty-space
I don’t update regularly and I don’t tweet truth
I sweet tooth like I am that antler
An operative with no handler
Freeing myself with a laser pen
Writing my name on the moon
Signing your ass with a Sharpie
Don’t fall asleep with your shoes on
Because we plan to rock your socks off
And if you sleepwalk with no socks
Your feet will stink
But these are not your feet
So get off of them
Get up, get all the way up to the ceiling
Get pushed into the cracks in the paint
Kick away cobwebs
And dance circles around busted light bulbs
You’re never too big to be hoisted up and paraded around the room
I can count more strong young men here than chair legs
You’re never too old to rock ‘til you drop
Just prepare to drop early enough for it to kick in before bed
Old Man Galapagos Tortoise
Is 4000 years old and he’s never left the rock
He’s had the same girl for centuries
And he’s walked a path into covered-wagon-wheel-ruts
And that sounds like a great way to live
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Danny Saucedo Oakland, California
At times humorous and always heartfelt, singer-songwriter Danny Saucedo crafts unique songs that explore love, friendship, identity, and mental health.
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