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Beautiful Danger
03:35
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Beautiful Danger
I can feel the pull to beautiful danger
I can feel the pull to beautiful danger
When I think about ending all the doubt
raining on the drought, parting of the clouds
emotions reappear
No one’s ever known
maybe I suppose
everyone who’s grown
has looked a demon in the eye
from time to time
And now I see
every little care
measure and compare
wasn’t ever fair
and it kept my dares away
from beautiful danger
How my heart would ache
for beautiful danger
I can feel the pull to beautiful danger
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Feels So Good To Be Understood
Maybe it’s the sound of your laugh
It makes me feel that someone understands me
better than myself
Or maybe it’s the look in your eye
right before you laugh that makes me high
Maybe it’s the way that you look
right at me when I start to speak
There’s a picture going on in your mind
And it feels so good, you took the time
And you don’t have to call it love
but it’s as good a word as any other
And you are like a harmony
lifting up this old melody
Could you, could you, could you could
hear me out like I hoped you would
Feels so good
Feels so good
to be understood
And you don’t have to call it love
but it’s as good a word as any other
And you are like a harmony
lifting up this old melody
Could you, could you, could you could
hear me out like I hoped you would
Feels so good
Feels so good
to be understood
I caught you listening
Feels so good, feels so good to be understood
When you give me all your mind
Feels so good, feels so good to be understood
When you let me in
Feels so good, feels so good to be understood
Your ears are like the beat of a drum
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Mirror
03:33
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Mirror
It could go all wrong
but that would be alright
Barely hanging on
is better than the fight
Lately all your gestures
are awkwardly perceived
It’s better than to question
Did you give more than receive
And if I was a mirror
I’d stand up to your face
I’d show you all your boldness
and show you all your grace
Even when you stumble
even when you fall
You make it look like trouble
wasn’t trouble at all
And if I was a mirror
I’d stand up to your face
I’d show you all your boldness
and show you all your grace
And if I was a mirror
I’d stand up to your face
I’d show you all your boldness
and show you all your grace
It could go all wrong
But it could go alright
You’ll never ever know it
Till you just let go and fly
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The World Has Lost Its Faith
I’ve seen the news, the people hurting
every hour of every single day
Not much a choice
the bread and circus
or going down a never-ending maze
When I was young in times uncertain
trouble seemed so very far away
Before my eyes could see behind the curtain
I just assumed that good would find its way
Now it seems the world has lost its faith
We’re so afraid
Enemy on every other face
Keeps us enslaved
And wheres the truth and who’s the trusted?
It needs to bleed if it’s gonna read
And we’re confused
fact or just opinion
while making love to tiny little screens
And people pine for good old-time religion
but leaving out the inconvenient parts
like letting go of brotherly suspicion
and testify- we’re one with many hearts
Now it seems the world has lost its faith
we’re so afraid
Enemy on every other face
keeps us enslaved
Now it seems the world has lost its faith
we’re so afraid
Enemy on every other face
keeps us enslaved
and stuck in pain
we’re so afraid
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There But For The Grace Of God I Go
He’d give up anything just to share his history
No surprise, his joys and pains, same as you and me
But on the streets
he mostly settles for
Here’s some money get yourself something to eat
There in his eyes
a humanness goes unrecognized
More than survive
The luxuries of the lucky kind
There but for the grace of God I go
Before the moment came
when you turned and looked away
he had favorite bands and books
candles on the cake
Then thunder struck
with a massive blow
and so much heavier than the making of his luck
There in his eyes
a longing just to be recognized
More than survive
A foolish dream never realized
There but for the grace of God I go
There in his eyes
a humanness goes unrecognized
More that survive
Ashamed to dare such a rich desire
There but for the grace of God I go
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6. |
The Time Of Your Life
03:30
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The Time Of Your Life
This is the time of your life
All of this love by your side
Don’t waste a thought
on the time of the tides
And all of the years that pass on by
They grow even sweeter in your mind
This is the time to begin
All that you need is within
Don’t waste a thought
on being right here yet again
I was afraid I’d lose control
Don’t be afraid to lose control
Don’t let the eyes on the prize
keep you from being surprised
Perception is what you came
to leave behind
I was afraid I’d lose control
Don’t be afraid to lose control
And this is when it all begins to flow
as you watch your worries slow
And all of the years that pass on by
They grow even sweeter in your mind
This is the time of your life
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7. |
Beautiful Rearranger
01:19
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8. |
Infinite Sky
04:59
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Infinite Sky
Uscito da un grammofono
passato dal microfono
ha volato in più di mille città
quando la gente lo vede lo sa
lui è l’uomo in blu
Puoi sentirlo ridere
se muoiono le nuvole
col sole puoi cantare con lui
la canzone nel cielo infinito
dell’uomo in blu
Somewhere a gramophone is spinning
and the needle is delivering a spirit
from a microphone
It’s an unfamiliar lyric
from a dialect from a region
in a pinpoint
on the sphere of the globe
But the music feels like home
Everybody’s singing and everybody’s dancing
but underneath an infinite sky
Clever conversation cannot compete
a look in the eye - sublime
Everybody’s singing and everybody’s dancing
but underneath an infinite sky
Clever conversation cannot compete
a look in the eye - sublime
E vola sotto una luna rosa e nera
nuota in cielo e sta contando le case accese
dopo la scuola c’è un bimbo che seduto lo aspetta
guardando l’ora col naso in su
Somewhere a gramophone is spinning
and the needle is delivering a spirit
from a microphone
It’s an unfamiliar lyric
from a dialect from a region
in a pinpoint
on the sphere of the globe
But the music feels like home
Uscito da un grammofono
passato dal microfono
ha volato in più di mille città
quando la gente lo vede lo sa
lui è l’uomo in blu
Puoi sentirlo ridere
se muoiono le nuvole
col sole puoi cantare con lui
la canzone nel cielo infinito
dell’uomo in blu
E vola sotto una luna rosa e nera
nuota in cielo e sta contando le case accese
dopo la scuola c’è un bimbo che seduto lo aspetta
guardando l’ora col naso in su
Gli esseri che sanno volare
senza bisogno di un’astronave
puoi sentirli cantare e ridere
prima che il mattino svegli il mondo
Uscito da un grammofono
passato dal microfono
ha volato in più di mille città
quando la gente lo vede lo sa
lui è l’uomo in blu
Puoi sentirlo ridere
se muoiono le nuvole
col sole puoi cantare con lui
la canzone nel cielo infinito
dell’uomo in blu
Everybody’s singing and everybody’s dancing
but underneath an infinite sky
Clever conversation cannot compete
a look in the eye - sublime
Everybody’s singing and everybody’s dancing
but underneath an infinite sky
Clever conversation cannot compete
a look in the eye - sublime
E vola sotto una luna rosa e nera
nuota in cielo e sta contando le case accese
dopo la scuola c’è un bimbo che seduto lo aspetta
guardando l’ora col naso in su
E vola…
E vola…
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Nocturne
02:54
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10. |
Rise
03:53
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Rise
What if I would cease to see the magic
If my dreams could last another day
What if all the magic blew me open
could my world withstand the joy and pain
When will I rise
and save my soul from the wreckage
When will I rise
and save my soul forever
What if I could learn to change my enemies
Would it mean that I could change my heart
If I found forgiveness for my memories
maybe I would find the place to start
When will I rise
and save my soul from the wreckage
when will I rise
and save my soul forever
If my dreams could last another day
When will I rise
and save my soul from the wreckage
when will I rise
to save my soul forever
If my dreams could last another day
could my world withstand the joy and pain
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11. |
Better Friends
04:46
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Better Friends
I wish that we were better friends
just like we were, all over again
I wish that we were better friends
just like we were all over again
Words that were spoken
They left a mark
I wish we could go back
Back to the start
I’d undo a moment
Cancel a day
So you wouldn’t hear
What I wouldn’t say
Ooh can we get back
from the making amends
Ooh can we get back
to the happiness
Are we the pages
In a book near the end
Or can we get back
to the happiness
I wish that we were better friends
Just like we were all over again
I with that we could have one more try
I like the world with you on my side
When you saw me angry
what you didn’t see
was that I was afraid
I felt incomplete
Trying to make good
in these humbling times
sometimes makes a man
weary, impatient, unkind
Ooh can we get back
from the making amends
Ooh can we get back
to the happiness
Are we the pages
in a book near the end
or can we get back
to the happiness
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12. |
Nashville Melancholia
03:34
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Nashville Melancholia
Never got accustomed to your August weather
or your lack of evergreens
When I thought of leaving though my heart would tether
Nostalgia always intervenes
And you make me stay
you pull me under your sway
I love your melancholy days
and meandering ways about you
You draw me in again and again
All the good people I know
don’t take the undertow for granted
Innocence and 40 as a two-lane highway
Country Life at quarter to three
All the pretty girls at the Sunshine grocery
Angels had your back when you’d sing
You still turn me on
All of these memories fond
I love your melancholy days
and meandering ways about you
You draw me in again and again
all the good people I know
don’t take the undertow for granted
Let’s sing a song
for all our good friends
All the good people I know
Sweet memories and happiness
And here comes the autumn rain
and I’m drawn in once again
You still turn me on
So many memories fond
I love your melancholy days
and meandering ways about you
You draw me in again and again
all the good people I know
don’t take the undertow for granted
all the good people I’ve met
don’t take the kismet for granted
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13. |
Far Far Away
03:52
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Far Far Away
If we saw the truth
it would blow us down to dust
without a pause
So for now it’s probably safer
that we’re lost
Far far away
from the sense of peace and harmony
we don’t know why it has to be so strange
and if we’re only strangers
fighting for our lives
Why do we melt when we see each others’ eyes
If we felt the love that hides
behind our own imaginings
We’d probably fall to pieces
in a blink
Far far away
from a sense of equanimity
we don’t know why it has to be so dark
and if we’re only strangers
fighting for our stake
why is the heart so prone to break
Far far away
From compassion and understanding
We tire that it has to be so hard
What if we saw the Truth
That the is that lives in me
Is the is that lives in you
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14. |
Beautiful Stranger
04:01
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Joe Pisapia Nashville, Tennessee
Joe Pisapia is a singer, songwriter, mulit-instrumentalist, recordist and producer living and working in Nashville, TN. His production and/or songwriting credits include k.d. lang, Ben Folds, Guster, Drew Holcomb, The Silver Seas, Josh Rouse.
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