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Warmer Days
02:57
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I’m feeling overly in love with you
You keep me thinking about the way you move
When the night came you cried and you told me the truth:
That when you look deep inside, it’s just not you
But now the suns been out,
Can you feel this drought?
The flowers that I gave you have surely begun to sprout
Truthful times tell that tulips weren’t enough,
Roses that I gave you, you said were far too rough
It’s all that summertime heat
Sweat drips my head and my thoughts keep me losing sleep
Plus the words that we’ve said echo through my head
I think now they’re on repeat
It’s all that summertime heat
It’s all that summertime heat
But in truth I don’t mind when I see you from time to time
I see a glow in your eyes,
Reminds me of when you were mine
When I see you I think, “You were mine”
When I see you,
I’m feeling overly in love with you
You keep me thinking about the way you move
It’s all that summertime heat
It’s all that summertime heat
Will you remember me?
It’s all that summertime heat
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Stones
01:38
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Colors of a Garden
02:44
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Ask me what I know and I’ll tell you tomorrow
Cause if the truth still stands we’ll back in sorrow
And I know that you know I’ve been down this road
Now you lack the drive to reap what you sow
Bittersweet tears and a godforsaken goal
The ones you’ve accomplished have cost you their toll
You don’t even know where your path will go,
It gets harder and harder,
The rocks seem much sharper,
Sticks and stones now seem more than a bother
They come for me,
No longer comfort me
Have you seen me now?
Have you been inside my garden?
This is where I smile
It’s a place where I’ve forgotten
Picturesque outside,
It’s a place that I have wanted
And I wanted to know how far you would go
Turn the months into years,
See me many years old
I haven’t seen the color of your eyes
And I know it’s because of the time
But the way it looks reminds me of when we sat down and you taught me how to see
Have you seen me now?
Have you been inside my garden?
This is where I smile
It’s a place where I’ve forgotten
Picturesque outside,
It’s a place that I have wanted
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A Lesson in Reality
02:58
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And now we know when the cold breeze blows
It keeps you in your home with nobody to show
The seasons change but it's just a little rain
So we get back up and then we pass that buck
And then it's just us running through the streets
Tryna find our way, I guess we lost receipts
If I’m honest,
It’s not the best policy to keep a window closed just because you know it’s cold
Old guitar strings, maybe some class rings
Symbols of the past, the ones that never bring
Future pleasure, once its done its never
But tell you what, maybe one day we’ll get together
I see your open window, the glass you’ve broken through
The breeze will come soon, can you handle what’ll come to you?
Just a warning
I hope you know it’s storming
Until then let’s sit here
Theres tea, I have it warming
So I’ve been staying up at night
From the dusk, until the light
And I’m wondering if mistakes made or if I’m just blundering
or if they’re truly downright
If they’re lessons learned in life
But you look at me and all you see are lies,
With that said all I’m trying to do is protect you from reality
So you don’t really believe the things I say
Yea
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I'm shedding a face that to some may be history
Despite all of the things that make a worthwhile mystery
And amongst all the things that I've been trading and I've been mastering
To see that this is where I've come after all of the things that's happening
And I just...
Breathe,
And after all the things I thought
I still have struggles and sometimes I still wish that I had fought
I used to think that there was someone or something who could tell me
Why I was one who fell
But it’s okay, I helped me.
I cut off all my hair,
The remnants of my past,
Well, just know they're no longer there
Whether it be two,
Or whether it be three
I only talk in ways when I'll know I’ll feel free
And..
Well now I just don't care,
It's been hard, I've gone far,
All while knowing it's not fair,
It took me long time to know,
And a bit of time to see,
That sometimes, for my time,
That right now it's For Me.
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Ricardo Amante New York, New York
another 18 year old bedroom artist using his craft to find himself
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