1. |
Once In A While
04:05
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I started off strong
to run the race to win to the finish line.
On the way, I got lost,
eventually, lost the will
to reach the end.
Once in a While,
I will feel tired.
Once in a While,
I feel the burden
of what's expected of me
versus things that I wanted.
Is time worth our while
as all things come to an end?
Underneath it all,
is there reason to say,
"give me a reason to stay?"
Everyday, my path is changing.
In a moment, I'm miles ahead.
In another, I'm running in circles.
My goal seems to be fading
among things that make me forget
why I even started.
Once in a While,
I will feel tired.
Once in a While,
I feel the burden
of what's expected of me
versus things that I wanted.
Is time worth our while
as all things come to an end?
Underneath it all,
there is reason to say,
"give me a reason to stay."
Although my fears and my doubts
have taken the best of me
and slowed me down.
Will I be able to look ahead?
Once in a While,
I will feel tired.
Once in a While,
I feel the burden
of what's expected of me
versus things that I wanted.
Is time worth our while
as all things come to an end?
Underneath it all,
there is reason to say,
"give me a reason to stay."
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2. |
Open Eyes
02:57
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Open eyes
stare into space.
Memories have been misplaced.
Get up,
get dress,
let's try and be
productive today.
Dreams still linger in your head,
but you won't get out of bed.
I remember words you said to me
when nothing was going right.
And it goes on and on,
cry to your favorite song,
wishing you were there.
You can't just sit all day.
And it goes on and on,
cry to your favorite song,
wishing you were there,
waiting to be saved.
Are your hopes low,
expectations high?
Are you losing ambition?
Are you winning the fight?
It's okay to say you're a mess.
Just don't leave the pieces on the floor.
And it goes on and on,
cry to your favorite song,
wishing you were there.
You can't just sit all day.
And it goes on and on,
cry to your favorite song,
wishing you were there,
waiting to be saved.
We don't want to be useless.
And it goes on and on,
cry to your favorite song,
wishing you were there.
You can't just sit all day.
And it goes on and on,
cry to your favorite song,
wishing you were there,
waiting to be saved.
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3. |
What's On Your Mind?
03:03
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Your eyes are looking away
and your brain is following.
There are thoughts in your head.
Don't stay quiet, say them instead.
I want to know
your heart and soul.
I want to know.
So let it go.
What's on your mind?
You are hard to find
when you start to hide
what's on your mind?
I once felt so close
to you and then the doors
are slowly closing away
and I just can't accept this fate.
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4. |
Seasons
04:28
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Summer heat is winding down.
Pretty soon, I won't have you around.
I wish there were plenty of days
so I won't leave and you would stay.
The leaves will fall,
losing their green.
I won't be home,
will you be waiting?
Seasons come and go.
I don't know what is to come.
Please be the one I know
even after the sun
will hide it's face
and the warmth will fade away.
Holiday songs draw near
and dark cold becomes what we fear.
I'm coming home for a month or two
where I can be right next to you.
The grass will grow
when snow has ceased.
I will leave again.
Will you be waiting?
Seasons come and go.
I don't know what is to come.
Please be the one I know
even after the sun
will hide it's face
and the warmth will fade away.
The dance of the Earth, Sun and Moon
occurs with the changing tune
of time and it has never stopped
me from always loving you.
Leaves will fall.
Seasons come and go.
I don't know what is to come.
Please be the one I know
even after the sun
will hide it's face
and the warmth will fade away.
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5. |
Four Walls
03:23
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How tiring
for your eyes
to stare at
the same four walls.
Uninspiring,
I hate it,
to dwell in
the same deep thoughts.
Spare me the idleness.
It kills me with the silence.
I'll salvage what is left of myself
and carry on before I'm gone.
Done crying,
no more tears
to put myself to sleep now.
I'm better
than who I was before.
No more sadness,
weighing down.
Spare me the idleness.
It kills me with the silence.
I'll salvage what is left of myself
and carry on before I'm gone.
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6. |
Little Soldier
03:32
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Pick yourself up,
turn around now,
keep your eyes on the open road.
Pick yourself up,
turn around now,
keep your eyes on the open road.
All the whispers
of the doubtful
say there is no where else to go.
They get louder,
if you let it,
let your heart overcome their tow.
Keep on fighting,
little soldier.
There are stories left untold.
Joy will overcome the pain.
I can feel it in my veins.
Pick yourself up,
turn around now,
keep your eyes on the open road.
Pick yourself up,
turn around now,
keep your eyes on the open road.
There are movies
on TV screens.
They tell you what they think you should be.
Only you know,
what is best for
your hopes and desired dreams.
There are choices
to be made now.
They will pave the path of gold
or will shatter
underneath you,
crashing down to the Earth below.
Joy will overcome the pain.
I can feel it in my veins.
Pick yourself up,
turn around now,
keep your eyes on the open road.
Pick yourself up,
turn around now,
keep your eyes on the open road.
There is an end to the madness.
Don't give in to the voices
that taunt you to give up the fight.
Your life is a canvas.
Don't let others paint the art
of who you truly are.
Pick yourself up,
turn around now,
keep your eyes on the open road.
Pick yourself up,
turn around now,
keep your eyes on the open road.
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Felinah France Jersey City, New Jersey
Felinah France is a Jersey City pop punk singer/songwriter. When she’s not writing songs, she’s working with animals. She also likes cuddling her sassy cat Nala, drinking beer and eating pizza and/or ramen.
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