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Owen
03:27
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2. |
January Baby
02:53
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January baby, born into a world of wonder
Open up your eyes winter child
January baby, deep pools of color swarm before
Your baby blue eyes
Don’t you hear it all around you?
Let this love surround you
With your parents by your side
Whispering everything will be alright
January baby, snowy beaches in your yard
Cry for your mama, she’ll make everything alright
January baby, staring off into the distance of your cozy new home
With your father by your side
Can’t you feel it all inside you?
You’ve finally arrived
You have everything that you could need
A place to grow from tree to seed
January baby, you are loved
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3. |
Katelin's Song (Mach II)
02:04
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4. |
Mary Jean
02:20
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Oh, Mary Jean! You’re the castle queen
Your love is always present in me
Proudly wave that flag, let ‘em know what you are Mary Jean
Mother of five, heart of all their lives
Hand down yourself to them
And down to their children then
Caring kin of God, give ‘em all you’ve got Mary Jean
You look down on me from the clouds
Give me shelter please; shed your grace on me
Oh I love you so! Didn’t ever wanna let you go
But now you’re free at last, just look at the tide you cast!
Mary Jean! Lovely, gentle, innocent
You affected us all with your wise words I’m so glad I heard
There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you, I continue to live through you
Lady of love ever-true, Mary Jean
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5. |
We Were Born
03:45
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Darlin’ take my hand, lead me through the land
Tell me all you’re secrets, I promise I won’t tell a single soul
Look into my eyes, I’ll look into yours
Tell me that you love me; I’ll tell you I love you even more
We were born to love each other, never let go of one another
Maybe I was made for you
We were born to love each other, never let go of one another
Maybe you were made for me
See the swaying trees, hear the silent breeze
Take in all the sunset; it’s just how it’s supposed to be
Moonlight in your eyes, shines upon your teeth
Dancing on the bayside, I wear my heart upon my sleeve
We were born to love each other, never let go of one another
Maybe I was made for you
We were born to love each other, never let go of one another
Maybe you were made for me
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6. |
Side A
01:52
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7. |
Side B
02:18
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8. |
Lula
04:17
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Lula, Lula; why are you treating me this way?
Lula, Lula; can it wait another day?
Can’t you see that I love you? You’re the one, the only
Can’t you see that I need you? You’re the heart, the soul
Let me hold you close
Lula, Lula; I want my arms around you
Lula, Lula; for you, there’s nothing I wouldn’t do
Can’t you see that I love you? You’re the one, the only
Can’t you see that I need you? You’re the heart, the soul
Let me hold you close
I can see it in your eyes; the tides they rise, they fall
I can see your despise in me, but I’m trying to make it all up to you
Lula, Lula; why are you treating me this way?
Lula, Lula; can it wait another day?
Can’t you see that I love you? You’re the one, the only
Can’t you see that I need you? You’re the heart, the soul
Let me hold you close
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Act I: The Letter
Hey ma look, there’s a shooting star
I’d tell you if I knew where you are
I’m far away and I can’t come home right now
Because I’m stranded on this island for the rest of my life
Hey dad, can you tell me what I’ve been missing
There’s no girls on this island to be kissing
I’ll tell you all about it soon ‘cause I know you’re looking for me now
It doesn’t matter anyhow
Because I’ll wake up Sunday morning, cozy in my bed
And in the afternoon you’ll take me to the zoo
And I’ll get a big red balloon
We’ll spend the day in the park, the movies at dark
We’ll go home safe and sound far from the sea
I can’t wait till you meet my new best friend named Rock
He’s a real joker you know, the humor never stops
I’ve got high-class friends with flowing, beautiful minds
A highly intelligent social network worth my time
So don’t worry too much, I’ll be just fine
“With love, your son…”
Act II: Depression
I’m tired of playing this waterlogged guitar
I’m tired of not knowing where I am
All I can do is sit here in the sand
Because I’m stranded on this island for the rest of my life
Act III: Revelation
Maybe I could make the best of it
Maybe I could tell all my friends I have beachfront property
Maybe I could be a billionaire in my own currency
Maybe I could build a throne taller than the earth
I’ve got my own private island, I’m gonna get my money’s worth
Maybe I could rule this island like a king
Maybe I could do most anything
Maybe I’ll just lay here and enjoy the sun
My time here as a castaway has only begun
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10. |
Beacons
03:55
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Fogged over glasses, absent light
Memory creeping up on me
Opening dry eyes to make them weep
Brittle moments in mind, causes glare over tears
Missing the comfort, long brown hair
Raising restless fears, sleeplessness rises above the bed
Lays waste to hanging tons over head
Lighter times come and go
Someone spoke not long ago
Heartfelt wishes with a smile
To be thrown out in the cold
Heartbreak’s not hard to find
I’ve found over the years
All too sore for this blare
To take away the shears, feelings too deep to be shed
Only if they knew these beacons, they bled
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11. |
Number 8
02:19
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12. |
She's Gone
04:49
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Oh, she’s gone! And I don’t know what to do
I loved that girl, then she played me for the fool
There wasn’t bad intentions, but it hurts so much to know
I’ll never have her back, but I just can’t let her go
She’s gone, she’s gone
She was my white cloud when I felt oh so blue
But it’s a clear sky today with a chance of nothing but loving you
So I sit here, head in hand, and I know it’s a crying shame
But I was the victim of that fickle, old love game
She’s gone, she’s gone
I remember it like yesterday, cool wind in her hair
Oh how she looked at me, oh how she held my stare
She looked deep into my eyes, and said, “I love you”
And all I could say was, “Darlin’, I love you too”
It was love or so I thought, what we had, me and her
But she took it all away, and left my heart in a deep winter
I wish I could turn it back to the way it used to be
But I’m all alone now, and the only thought that gets through to me
“She’s gone, she’s gone, she’s gone…”
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CUSIQUE Los Angeles, California
CUSIQUE is the solo project of producer, multi-instrumentalist and songwriter Patrick McKay.
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