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Legion
04:13
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Hide in the back room and close all the doors
The spirit who lives here will surely speak soon
The voice may be muffled, might scare you a bit
But it'll be an experience you won't forget soon
Once you have heard it you can't let it go
The voices are calling, they're screaming your name
The spirit you sought out has followed you home
Slowly you find that the choice is not yours
So you're pushing away all the ones you love most
You try to avoid it but it won't let you go
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This will never end 'cause I want more
More, give me more, give me more
This will never end 'cause I want more
More, give me more, give me more
If I had a heart I could love you
If I had a voice I would sing
After the night when I wake up
I'll see what tomorrow brings
If I had a voice I would sing
Dangling feet from window frame
Will They ever ever reach the floor?
More, give me more, give me more
Crushed and filled with all I found
Underneath and inside
Just to come around
More, give me more, give me more
If I had a voice I would sing
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Time To Go
03:27
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Winds are blowing past my window
Whistling ghostly through the woods
Tensions growing in the sky now
There's a rumble in the distance that can't mean nothing good
I think it's time to go now
I think it may be time
I think it may be time that I go
Saw it brewing on the horizon
Felt it creaking in my bones
Had no intention of going quietly
I swore that when the time came I'd be stubborn as a stone
But I think it's time to go now
I think it may be time
I think it may be time that I go
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Flor De Mal
03:13
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Jardines, lleno de flores,
Corazón, negro de amor,
Perdida, noche tras noche,
Caminando, la flor de mal,
Fué, fué culpa mia,
Lloré, tu sol tu día,
Me encuentro, noche tras noche,
Buscando, la flor de mal,
Llueve, llueve por años,
Dentro, mi corazón,
Mi amor,
Mi amor sin luz perdida,
Perdida sin corazón,
Me encuentro, noche tras noche,
Buscando, la flor de mal,
La flor de mal, la flor de mal
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Watching The Clock
02:28
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Watching the clock as the seconds tick away
Each one carefully scheduled to the tick so that not one goes to waste
There's just so much to take care of
In the brief hours of the day
Watching the clock as the days tick away
Productivity means profit, what else is there anyway
They pay a piece of tomorrow for all of my today
This is how you build a future, so they say
My newborn baby girl is getting married in the fall
I've got a sun who's off at college, a son I've hardly met at all
And my wife who stood by through it all
Is starting to forget my name
Watching the clock as my life ticks away
I'm imprisoned by precision and I can't find an escape
Grasping desperately at daydreams as I watch 'em slip away
This is how you build a future, so they say.
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I listen to the words he'd say
But in his voice I heard decay
The plastic face forced to portray
All the insides left cold and gray
There is a place that still remains
It eats the fear it eats the pain
The sweetest price he'll have to pay
The day the whole world went away
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This Is Going To Be Big
03:45
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I need a moment of your time
Turn your attention from the screen
You can return to you diversions
in a moment if you please
Watching fools parade about and shouting nonsense
Just like monkeys on a screen
They sell you stuff to fill your home
They sell you lies to fill your head
They sell you pills to kill the pain
They're really killing you instead
And if you try to fill the holes they dig
You'll end up filling holes until you're dead
Oh, This is going to be big
This is a tiny interruption to your American dream
Working two jobs yet you're barely getting by from week to week
Punch the clock and make the money
For some prick who hardly ever shows his face
It's time we stopped putting our faith
In ladders no one ever climbed
Stop buying into schemes
That feed upon the bottom 99
The dues you're paying only really pay
for lavish ways that other people live
Oh, This is going to be big
I've got a plan to set the country straight
To fix our situation
Free the farmers doing life for growing ganja
from the prisons
Put the bankers in the pillory and lock up the politicians
Take every penny from the ceos
And give 'em to their slaves
Give all the rifles to the hippies
And shut down the NRA
And if you get shot by some pacifist you can bet
you probably got what you should get
Oh, This is going to be big
Yes, This is going to be big
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I’m a princess cut from marble, smoother than a storm.
And the scars that mark my body, they’re silver and gold,
My blood is a flood of rubies, precious stones,
It keeps my veins hot, the fire's found a home in me.
I move through town, I’m quiet like a fight,
And my necklace is of rope, I tie it and untie.
And now people talk to me, but nothing ever hits home
People talk to me, and all the voices just burn holes.
I’m done with it (ooh)
This is the start of how it all ends
They used to shout my name, now they whisper it
I’m speeding up and this is the red, orange, yellow flicker beat sparking up my heart
We're at the start, the colours disappear
I never watch the stars, there’s so much down here
So I just try to keep up with the red, orange, yellow flicker beat sparking up my heart
I dream all year, but they’re not the sweet kind
And the shivers move down my shoulder blades in double time
And now people talk to me, I’m slipping out of reach now
People talk to me, and all their faces blur
But I got my fingers laced together and I made a little prison
And I’m locking up everyone who ever laid a finger on me
I’m done with it (ooh)
This is the start of how it all ends
They used to shout my name, now they whisper it
I’m speeding up and this is the red, orange, yellow flicker beat sparking up my heart
We're at the start, the colours disappear
I never watch the stars, there’s so much down here
So I just try to keep up with the red, orange, yellow flicker beat sparking up my heart
And this is the red, orange, yellow flicker beat sparking up my heart
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Logan Kendell Saint George, Utah
Logan Kendell is a singer-songwriter from the red cliffed deserts of southern Utah. He's known for his smooth baritone crooner voice, reverb soaked lead guitar, unique cover arrangements, and communicative versatile songwriting. He has released two new Albums in the fall of 2016,the easy going, beach bum hippie album "Let The Sun In", and the dark, brooding, meloncholy "Canyonlands". ... more
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