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One More Sweet Taste
03:39
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I can't feed this addiction
I can't beat it into submission
More, give me what I crave for
More, one more sweet taste
Heaven help me, you know I don't
God save me, you know I won't
More, give me what I crave for
More, one more sweet taste
La, la, la, la
It's what I know of love
I stood by and I watched love wane
I did not revive it, I did not complain
I did not call out though I knew love's name
I cannot survive the blame
La, la, la, la
It's what I know of love
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2. |
The Lesser Of Two Evils
03:33
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I've got to chose between the right side and the left
Between the absolute and an unassuming guess
I've got to chose the lesser of the two evils
I've got to chose between the bottom and the top
Flying over the edge or down a bottomless drop
I've got to chose the lesser of the two evils
The lesser of the two evils
The lesser of the two evils
I've got to chose between the front side and the back
The over achievers and those left behind the pack
I've got to chose the lesser of the two evils
I've got to chose between the inside and the out
Between a sure thing and a shadow of a doubt
I've got to chose the lesser of the two evils
The lesser of the two evils
The lesser of the two evils
I've got to chose between some darkness and some light
Should I turn the other cheek or should I stand and fight
I've got to chose the lesser of the two evils
The lesser of the two evils
The lesser of the two evils
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3. |
Room for Two
04:20
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Don't want to be your hero
Heroes meet with untimely ends
Don't want to be your savior
Saviors never had too many friends
Don't want to be your conscience
And make all of your amends
Don't want to be your wasteland
A wasteland could never be a home
Don't want to be you badlands
And hide all of your old bones
Don't want to be your barter
And pay back all of your bad loans
How can I fit inside that box your in
Is there room enough for two
Or is there just room for you
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4. |
Alive
04:17
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My hands they hurt working
My eyes are sore from looking
My body's tense from aching
And I am tired from running
My mouth is bound from speaking
My feet are bare and walking
My body bleeds, it is weeping
But I, I am still full of cunning
I could fall in and out of shadows
Just as I was light
I could rise to the occasion
Rise and fall in stride
I am conscious of my conscience
I am alive
I am alive
Your hands they shake from fumbling
Your eye strain is disarming
Your body breathes, it is charming me
But I, I am only watching
I am only watching
I am only watching
We could fall in and out of shadows
Just as we were light
We could rise to the occasion
Rise and fall in stride
We are conscious of are conscience
We are alive
We are alive
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5. |
Too Far Gone
03:52
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There's water down in the wishing well
I tossed a coin and it fell and fell
Some say it fell straight through hell
And made it out just to tell the tale
The story of being bought and sold
The tale of youth and of growing old
Growing old
Growing old
Some are right, some are wrong
Some are weak and some are strong
Some are meek, some are bold
Some will do just as they're told
Some are too far gone
Too far gone
Too far gone
They're too far gone
I pulled the rope and I raised the pale
The water was brackish and dark as ale
Some say it clearly reflected hell
Others said they just couldn't tell
The story of swollen thirst and drought
The tale of flames and of burning out
Burning out
Burning out
Some are right, some are wrong
Some are weak and some are strong
Some are meek, some are bold
Some will do just as they're told
Some are too far gone
Too far gone
Too far gone
They're too far gone
Some are right, some are wrong
Some are weak and some are strong
Some are meek, some are bold
Some will do just as they're told
Some are too far gone
Too far gone
Too far gone
They're too far gone
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6. |
Water Into Wine
03:49
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Who can turn this water into wine
'Cause I ain't got a dime
My bottle has run dry
My bottle has run dry
Who can turn back the hands of time
Because I've lost half my mind
My eyes have run dry
My eyes have run dry
Everything has hit the fan
And it's blowing all around
Everything has hit the ground
It's laying there and scattered all around
I don't have nothing left here to believe in
My bottle has run dry
I keep spitting into the wind
And I've never had an ear to lend
My mouth has run dry
My mouth has run dry
Who can turn this water into wine
Who
My bottle has run dry
My bottle has run dry
Everything has hit the fan
And it's blowing all around
Everything has hit the ground
It's laying there and scattered all around
I don't have nothing left here to believe in
My bottle has run dry
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7. |
So Sorry
04:19
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You call me
And pretend to be my friend
But you are reveling
In what has already seen its end
Baby, I'm so sorry
So sorry for words
Baby, I'm so sorry
Too sorry for words
They tell us
That it's all gonna be okay
But we know better
We have already seen our day come and go
Baby, I'm so sorry
Too sorry for words
Baby, I'm so sorry
Too sorry for words
So don't call me on the phone
When I'm sitting here trying to be on my own
It's too late to start treating me kind
You've already wasted too much of my sweet time
I was always there waiting
But you were never around
I can't keep picking you up
When all you do is keep putting me down
I bet you are so, so sorry for words
Too sorry for words
I bet you are so, so sorry
Too sorry for words
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8. |
The Real World
05:08
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Mama wasn't like the ones I'd see on TV
Daddy couldn't give me all the things I's see
Brother didn't look out for and watch over me
Sister never saw all the things that she could be
Here in the real world
Here in the real world
I grew from a baby
Into a little girl
Here in the real world
Here in the real world
High school was a diploma called a GED
College was the real world university
A PhD in the food service industry
Earning minimum wage for a my masters degree
Here in the real world
Here in the real world
I grew into a woman
And lost that little girl
Here in the real world
Here in the real world
Employment didn't pay the bills
Boyfriends kind of lost their thrill
Baby came, it all stayed until
Music gave me back a little bit of my free will
Here in the real world
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9. |
Come To Pass
04:11
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It's cold out there
In here it's pouring rain
The flows like tears
Winding rivers down the window pane
There's cracks in the paint
Where it spelled out your name
I scratch it away with remembrance
I know I'll never see you face again
The sun use to shine through that window
Where all the shadows seemed so tall
As the sun would move through the sky
The shadows would follow its crawl
Time did teach me
How it passes, how it calls
But when I look back on it now
It seems time never went by all
Time can be cruel
Time can be kind
Time can come back to haunt you
With your very own
Time can be fleeting
Time can stand still
Time has come to pass
And pass it always will
Pass it always will
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10. |
It Ain't Over Yet
02:32
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You keep walking away
Like it was just another day
But baby, it ain't over yet
You keep looking away
Like there was nothing left to say
But baby, it ain't over yet
No we won't set the world on fire
From the heat of our passion and our desire
We could starve and then retire
But honey, it ain't over yet
The clock keeps ticking away
Its face said all there is to say
But honey, it ain't over yet
Honey, it ain't over yet
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11. |
The Real World (demo)
04:51
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Mama wasn't like the ones I'd see on TV
Daddy couldn't give me all the things I's see
Brother didn't look out for and watch over me
Sister never saw all the things that she could be
Here in the real world
Here in the real world
I grew from a baby
Into a little girl
Here in the real world
Here in the real world
High school was a diploma called a GED
College was the real world university
A PhD in the food service industry
Earning minimum wage for a my masters degree
Here in the real world
Here in the real world
I grew into a woman
And lost that little girl
Here in the real world
Here in the real world
Employment didn't pay the bills
Boyfriends didn't pay the bills
Babies came, it all stayed until
Music gave me back a little bit of my free will
Here in the real world
Here in the real world
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Rebekah Pulley St. Petersburg, Florida
Rebekah Pulley is a St. Pete, FL based songwriter and performer whose sultry, seasoned voice has been described as jaw dropping with a tendency to break your heart and shake your soul. Her music has wryly evolved, tapping roots-rock, blues, old-school country & western, jazz, and even gospel earning her 7 'Best Of The Bay’ awards from Tampa Bay’s own Creative Loafing. ... more
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