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As Good as it Gets
03:49
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Woke up this morning feeling older
The house was dark and our bed colder
Sad story but no one's listening
Hard truths we keep dismissing
Yeah, I care a little less, less, less, less
It's as good as it gets
As good as it gets, gets, gets, gets
Funny how the past can linger
Then so easily slip away
Church bills ringing from the hilltop
Ain't gonna ring for us someday
But maybe it's for the best,
Maybe it's best, best, best, best
As good as it gets
Sometimes it's as good as it gets, gets, gets, gets
Tell me honey when you look at me
Am I the man that you thought I'd be?
Or just a shadow of what you really need?
I don't know what else I can do
Seems there's no words left to say
Feel a lot like a spectator
While all we built just crumbles away
Woke this morning feeling older
Saw my error, it was all too late
Began to stir from our old bed
The Autumn light across my face
I was such a fool
Now darling I'm a mess, mess, mess, mess
It's as good as it gets,
As good as it gets, gets, gets, gets
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Storm of Love
06:29
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The midnight bells have tolled
To mark the passing of the night
Through them old oak windows
Creeps a soft and pale moonlight
Across the beds of burning lovers
Or so the story goes
Lately the only thing been burning 'round here
Is the restlessness in Johnny's soul
He fashioned himself a poet
Seeking healing in the word
He'd say 'man, love that's the only warmth left
In a cruel and selfish old world'
He swam into the peaceful seas
Of his lover's eyes
Now the waters have turned wicked
And Johnny's swimming for dear life
Storm of love
Don't let me drown in the rising flood
Don't let us fade in this storm of love
Johnny wakes to the church bell's clang
He throws on blue jeans and a shirt
His lungs still burning on a cigarette butt
As he flagged down the bus to work
And there he saw the same hard eyes
Stripped of all emotion
There's a lot of broken hearts
In the broken hearts club
Seeking purpose for their devotion
Storm of love
Don't let me drown in the rising flood
Don't let us fade in this storm of love
Johnny gets home after a few drinks
Katie's lying awake in bed
Only damp sheets and silence greets him
And the doubt raging in her head
He gazes into her once blue eyes
Now they're a cloudy shade of grey
Johnny pulls her near in the pale moonlight
And whispers ''honey, I promise we'll find our way''
Storm of love
Don't let me drown in the rising flood
Don't let us fade in this storm of love
Storm of love
Don't let me drown in the rising flood
Don't let us fade in this storm of love
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A Little Trouble
03:27
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There's a rumble in the street
Amid the rising heat
Faces looking from the shadows
For a little trouble
Footsteps drawing near and you're trembling with fear
But you shouldn't have to worry about a little trouble
You know a little trouble leads to more, more, more
You know a little trouble leads to more
They're burning down the homes
Of those who fled their own
The last thing that they need is a little trouble
Police are keeping quiet
Their lips are sealed so tight
They don't want to get themselves into a little trouble
You know a little trouble leads to more, more, more
You know a little trouble leads to more
There's a vicious storm that's rising
And it can't be swept aside
How long do you think you've got
Til it's knocking at your door
Til it's pounding on your door?
There's a gunshot in the night
And the sky is filled with light
And everywhere you look
There's a little trouble
You're running for your life
But it's kind of hard to hide
When you're staring down the barrel of a little trouble
Who's stirring that storm that's rising?
Do you feel yourself safe inside?
There's a dog howling in the night
But he's not howling at your door
It's you who's howling at your door
He's not howling at your door
It's you who's howling at your door
Hmmm, a little trouble now
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The Usual Games
03:31
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Stumbling in a troubled state
This mountain always seems to take
So much time to climb
Memories tearing at the seams
I twist and turn through sunken dreams
Falling in and out of time
Crossing in between the lines
And the rules that reign
And the usual games
When the wind comes rattling 'neath my door
The devil's crawling 'cross the floor
And darkness closes in
I'll cross my heart and never fear
I know someday this storm will clear
And we'll hear the heavens sing
Its light comes flowing in
As they call our names
and the usual games
A blood red sun sinks far behind
Up ahead black mountains lie
And the road seems a little long
We'll follow this path though it ain't a lot
Hell, it's more than what others have got
There's comfort knowing how far we've come
Turn the volume up, there's another wise old song
Thank god somethings never change
Like the usual games
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I handed in my notice
Told the landlord I was leaving too
I handed in my notice
Told the landlord I was leaving too
I don't know where I'm going
I'm just looking for something new
There's something my soul
Telling me 'boy, you gotta run'
There's something my soul
Telling me 'boy, you gotta run'
Draw a line in the sand, yeah
Forget all you've ever done
Well, they offered me lots of money
Tried to steal my soul away
Well, they offered me lots of money
Tried to steal my soul away
A rich man may have money, now
But it's my soul I gotta save
I'm looking for something out on that open road
I'm looking for something baby
Out on that open road
Silver linings up ahead
Where a thousand memories are stowed
Yeah, I told my baby
That I'm leaving town tonight
I told my baby
That I'm leaving town tonight
You can cry, cry all you want sugar
But you can never change my mind
I got the leaving town blues, baby
There's nothing left to be said
I got the leaving town blues, baby
There's nothing left to be said
See you on up the road brother
Where only blue skies lie ahead
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Colm Egan Augsburg, Germany
Colm Egan is known for his carefully crafted and emotionally stirring songwriting, which incorporates folk,
alternative/indie rock and traditional influences.
His music explores themes of human experience which are driven forward by a chorus of jangling electric guitars and warm synthesizers or softly supported with acoustic Instrumentation..
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