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grade​-​a fancy honey

by Flood

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Sandy 05:12
When did it all begin, the voice somebody planted in your head? How many miles did you run to build your strength then fall again? Then, tired of fixing yourself, somebody came along, tellin you nothings wrong. There's only thinking about letting your thoughts run and waiting to see what comes along. But Sandy, girl, you got to agree: I'm only scared because the waters getting deep for me. And while I wait you capture a wave and let it take your body back to where our bodies meet. You complain that the world is such a death garden: you plant so many seeds but you can't harvest them. The ground is poisoned with bad ideas and often times your flowers don't bloom. But Sandy, girl, you got to agree: I'm only scared because the waters getting deep for me. And while I wait you capture a wave and let it take your body back to where our bodies meet. But as I swim it pulls me away, if only love could fix me I would be invincible. You tell me, "Boy it don't work like that... you're the answer to your questions, won't you trust me babe?" Waking up with you beside me, laughing at our ways. Saving for a day to sneak through, and counting all the days. Sandy, keep your moonlight on so bright through all the states. All the things you are to me, right now I'll celebrate!
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Dry yourself, come in from the rain now, there's no one left. There's no cure for what you're feeling, no, so let it pass. Find yourself in all the million brushstrokes. You are one of them. There's no reason to believe the voice that says your lost. But you can't resist the urge to let your sorrow win. So you try it again and you think about when everything fell into place. So hide yourself, keep your thoughts on bounded/ notebooks and wait. Wait your summer, hopefully she'll come and hopefully she'll stay.
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released January 14, 2010

All songs written, recorded, mixed and produced by Brian Flood.

Cover design/photo by Brian Flood

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Flood is brian flood; one-man-band musician/producer and sound designer based in queens, ny.

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