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Fire
04:38
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It’s survival of the fittest and so fit I will 'cause I’m afraid of my own company.
Everything’s a little loud right now and I feel like I only stand out.
It’s alarming how this feeling can bring us down.
But you own what’s in your head, mistaken memories are long time dead.
Ignite my fire. Find this desire again.
It’s the justifying all I do that can make me feel so blue.
There’s only peace that I find when I’m with you.
But you own what’s in your head, each fleeting thought you can't forget.
Ignite my fire. Find this desire again.
But you own what’s in your head, obvious feelings that are left unsaid.
Ignite my fire. Find this desire again.
It’s a mystifying component to find the strength in clarity.
When I get there, I’ll find there’s more to me.
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Joan of Arc
04:00
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Sometimes I get drunk and enjoy flossing my white teeth.
I like feeling control and being cleanly.
Sometimes I get high and take showers for far too long,
Just so I can rearrange the words to my own song.
Sometimes I take myself far too seriously.
'Cause I get stuck in my own thoughts of me.
But if I was Joan of Arc,
I wouldn't be afraid.
I wouldn't be afraid of anything.
Sometimes I like to hide my head into a book
Just so no one can see the direction of my look.
Sometimes I like too run far and fast and strong,
Just so I can feel the pain of all that I've done wrong.
Sometimes I take myself far too seriously.
'Cause I get stuck in my own thoughts of me.
But if I was Joan of Arc,
I wouldn't be afraid
I wouldn't be afraid of anything.
But if I was Joan of Arc,
I wouldn't be afraid.
I wouldn't be afraid of anything.
I teach myself to let the world see who I am,
'Cause I'm afraid of that.
But if I was Joan of Arc,
I wouldn't be afraid.
I wouldn't be afraid of everything.
Sometimes I let my mind go faster than my words,
'Cause I've been stung by bees but never by the birds.
But if I was Joan of Arc,
I wouldn't be afraid.
I wouldn't be afraid of anything.
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Roll Along
04:29
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I’ve been trying to be human. I’ve been trying to be me.
It’s been hours since I called you and I can’t tell if it’s you or me.
But these days roll along as time stands still.
I hold in my arms all the chains I have filled.
These days roll along as time stands still.
I hold in my heart all the walls I have built.
I’ve been trying to let go of the weight that I show.
I’ve been trying to move on from the demons that oceans my mind.
But these days roll along as time stands still.
I hold in my arms all the chains I have filled.
These days roll along as time stands still.
I hold in my heart all the walls I have rebuilt.
I will not surrender what I hear inside.
I will not break down, break up with myself this time.
Cause I’ve been trying to be human. I've been trying to be me.
It's been days since I told you what it is that is really me.
Cause these days roll along as time stands still.
I hold in my arms all the chains I’ve filled.
These days roll along as time stands still.
I hold in my heart all the walls I have rebuilt.
These days roll along as time stands still.
I hold in my arms all the chains I’ve filled.
These days roll along as time stands still.
I hold in my heart all the walls I have rebuilt.
These days roll along as time stands still.
I hold in my heart all the walls I have rebuilt.
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Standing
03:27
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You look like you’ve been through hell, well I’ve been stuck down aisle nine.
Plunging in the wishing well, as we’re all pretending to be fine.
Sidestepping through demons won’t you do it for yourself,
So you’ll be the last one standing.
Lift me up when I am weak for I follow incompletely.
Trying to define through the past, well look at where we’re at now and
You’ll be the last one, be the last one standing.
You'll be the last one, be the last one standing.
Stuck twisting through the emotions of another jumbled word,
twisted thoughts through the sounds that you never quite heard.
The fact is we’re all going through some sort of pain
but now you’ll see who’s the last one,
Standing.
You will be the last one, be the last one standing.
You'll be the last one, be the last one standing.
Friends are hard to come by these days so wrap them in your coat.
I’m counting them all but they're not adding up.
These walls we built are padded like our overcoats.
And you’ll be the last one, be the last one standing.
You'll be the last one, be the last one standing.
You'll be the last one, be the last one standing.
You'll be the last one, be the last one standing.
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The End
03:57
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Push on my chest and let me finally sob.
I'm thankful I'm like a Pez dispenser of tears.
Waiting in lines is something time couldn't rob-
The memory of a blurry long ass year.
I want to wake with the certainty of ten thousand men-
The unwavering devotion to see it through to the end.
Frozen in time, you've stopped my heart again.
I have no other plans except to hold your hand.
Waiting in lines, scratching lists with my pen-
A strong contender cause this happy had to end.
I want to walk with the confidence of a mediocre man-
leaving me with the feeling like I'm my only biggest fan.
It's not the end, it's the grand finale of sorts.
It's not the end until you give back my broken parts.
It's not the end, it's the grand finale of sorts,.
It's not the end until you give me back my broken heart.
I want to walk with the confidence of a mediocre man-
the unwavering devotion to see it through to the end.
Cause I'm my only biggest fan,
To see it through to the end.
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Carolyn Thorn Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Carolyn Thorn is a mystery wrapped in an enigma, songwriter on guitar, ukulele, and piano. She writes her own music and sounds like Ingrid Michaelson, Janis Joplin, Regina Spektor, and Alanis Morissette. In her spare time she runs while consuming mass amounts of leafy greens and caffeinated beverages. She is a Temple University Boyer College of Music and Dance graduate in Music Therapy. ... more
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