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When The Stars Arise
03:46
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Free your mind and this lonesome heart
too many days aren't going right
all your cities shall fall again
Step away from the task at hand
in my dreams the heavens reign once more
like Kings of old I'll return to throne one day
Only when the stars arise will you heal
Only when the stars arise will I call your name
The rain has come and washed away
all that you had with a shrug and sigh
Seems all I care about is dead or gone away
Rivers roll and oceans rise
the mountains never have stood so tall
May life return to the way it should be
Only when the stars arise will you heal
Only when the stars arise will I call your name
Pleasure rides and midnight crawls
into the morning gray to wait for noon
We've only ever been peaceful and kind
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Some Days, A Weary Eye
03:45
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The days are receding away from the gloaming
I'm free from the feelings that set my mind roaming
Make time to leave it and rest for the days ahead
I've found no one will stand by the things they said
In some ways I believe it comes down to a love for all
Some days I revel in desperately feeling small
In no time at all will the past fall behind
Right now I'm bleeding my hope from a weary eye
You said a real love is something so hard to find
In some ways I believe there's some good in the hearts of all
Some say the ghost in your eyes' fate's in a crystal ball
when you stand so tall
there's no leaving all hope behind
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I belong to a different time
but I'll use what I've learned so hard until now
and never my days be darkened again
I don't believe in a plan or scheme
I turn away when heaven's heart's gonna run
and never my will be broken again
So when the tears are falling
and hope's gone Away
There is no shame in need
we all need help sometimes
to find our way to the right
I'm standing in the firing line
Blindfolded with a bullseye straight to the heart
One minute you're here and the next one you're gone
I stuggle to say what I mean
I'm running but there's still a long way to go
I'm an ancient moon in a flaming sky
So when the tears are falling
hope's gone away
There is no shame in need
we all need help sometimes
to find our way to the right
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Dreams Come In Colours
03:55
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You run from reason, you run from life
you've stopped believing in time
Can't recall when the good times end
and you don't feel nothing inside
I've got wings to fly and I dream my nights away
I've got wings to fly and I'm dreaming my nights away
I've got wings to fly, I dream my nights away
but don't leave me here too long
cause I'm not that strong
How many days have done passed you by
how many nights did you cry
one day you'll see that there's more to life
than just your spoon and a tie
I've got wings to fly and I dream my nights away
I've got wings to fly and I'm dreaming my nights away
I've got wings to fly, I dream my nights away
but don't leave me here too long
cause I'm not that strong
When everything that you've called to life is leaving you cold
and all the meaning in riddles past remain there untold
Lost to time they grow old
If you want, I'll stand down
Dreams come in colours too bright to see
my fears are wading away
And all the things that kept me down so long
came and went and left me okay
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Time's Wasting Away
03:42
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The days of the sun reappear
just in time to mark the dawn
Taking this road for home
while the pavement melts away
The jester just weeps in the hall
such a lonesome fight
keeping wrong from right
as your children lock hearts away
I can't believe in a truth that's so often unreal
I can't stand by and watch as we're all drowning in fear
I feel time is wasting away
it's true
Dressed up in the scars of our youth
contemplating dreams aflame
We hope we are loved when its through
and there's someone left who knows
Memories don't just gather dust
they will haunt the minds of those who find
them hidden years from now
I can't believe in a truth that's so often unreal
I won't ignore all the reasons we're all drowning in fear
I feel time is wasting away
it's true
So what will you do
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Time To Go
03:41
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Hang around like the leaves on an Autumn night
you fail to know who you are
You don't regret what you've done when you think you're right
and this time they've pushed you too far
You've fallen down but you'll be just fine
feeling nothing and thinking its time you go
you're taking all the love that you are
taking all the love that you are
taking all the love that you are
Bow your head and watch as the season's change
Old memories hunting you down
Come again back to the starry days
your youth and dreams all around
You're falling down but you'll be just fine
feeling nothing and thinking its time you go
so you're taking all the love that you are
taking all the love that you are
taking all the love that you are
Ride away on the wings of a northern wind
swear your changing your ways
Stand up straight and pray they'll forgive again
cause all you've done shall remain
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Western Wind
04:44
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I'm gonna take my time and settle down
cause I believe those days are done
I'm gonna let them all be on their way I'm done
Either way the time appears
it tells me to move on
I'm gonna close my eyes and raise myself to the dawn
Tell my friends they're calling again
they don't know the shape I'm in
Tell my Mom, I'm coming again
I'm riding home on a western wind
I'm riding home on a western wind
I have forced this change to come
and cast old ways to the street
I just can't deny a friend in need
Anytime I find myself
lost, sad, lonesome, and cold
I'm reminded of how fast it all gets old
Tell my friends, they're calling again
they don't know the mess I'm in
Tell my Mom, I'm coming again
I'm riding home on a western wind
I'm riding home on a western wind
I want my world to be drowned in light
I fell too far to ever make things right
and all I want these days is just to live my life
Tell my friends, they're calling again
they don't know the shape I'm in
Tell my Mom, I'm coming again
I'm riding home on a western wind
I'm riding home on a western wind
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Under The Gun
04:20
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You can ride away with the night on your shoulder
and you can bury men's souls in the blink of an eye
You can cast out the dreams and the worries and fears
that would haunt me like ghosts down through the years
You can slip away like a soft sullen goodbye
never look back and don't think twice
You can stay the course, let no obstacle impede
this headlong rush to infinity
Another Friday night has died
another Sunday morning dream
don't let the fallen ides invoke their flawed design
maybe it's better to move on
when all your dreams are under the gun
I've seen you blow your mind under a midnight moon love
I've seen you rage in the face of celestial disdain
Now you can live among the stars as if by divine right
and then crash and burn your way through the night
Another Friday night has died
another Sunday morning dream
don't let the fallen ides impose their flawed design
Maybe it's better to move on
when all your dreams are under the gun
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Only A Fool
03:31
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My heart's left bleeding divine
under these Catholic nights
when will this god forsaken winter end
The days die red and cold
yet no one knows
will you surrender now when the time is come
Desire manifests in screams
and empty silhouettes
why won't the moonlight answer or lead the way
Manically saved again
from a laughing grave
someday we'll all go down in a rage of flames
I could save myself by leaving now
but what good would come when
the evenings rise to steal the day away
My last hope just left
on a whispering wind
only a fool would wait for it to come again
And As the fog recedes
into a crimson rain
I'll wait like a cloud floats by to be born again
I could save myself by leaving now
but what good would come when
the evenings rise to steal the day away
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Staring At The Sun
04:08
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Don't dream as the day's don't end
it's the failure of our stagnant hearts to rise
The willingness of your crime
has left shame that's marked your forehead like a burning cross
Don't feel that its all on you
but I can see that the days are breaking you
All fear in its rightful time
but not inside your heart so peaceful and kind
Tell everyone staring at the sun
it won't make you shine
Fear starts to go and what you know
is wrong time after time
Do the clouds hanging low
make you think that you know me?
You feel like your falling over
the night it disappears in sky
Waking up far behind
with you I miss the urgency of desperate times
Tell everyone staring at the sun
it won't make you shine
Fear starts to go and what you know
is wrong time after time
Do the clouds hanging low
make you think that you know me?
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National Steel Galesburg, Illinois
National Steel is the retro lo-fi Americana/Indie Pop recording project of Michael Hattem, who, in addition to writing the songs and playing almost all of the instruments, self-produces the records. Referred to as "cosmological freak-out Americana" by one reviewer, National Steel melds indie folk songwriting with retro pop instrumental and production sensibilities. ... more
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