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Weekends are my composing timeTrue to Me
I never believed in the word lonely
Even when I found myself all alone
I never needed someone else to want me
To make me feel wanted
"Cause deep inside I've always known
Who I am
All I am is
[hook here; Brody, help? something almost orchestral, sweeping, you know?]
True to me
Faithfully
In a world where lies can let you down
I pick myself up off the ground
'Cause I'm true to me
Honestly
I've wrestled with conformity
And all that I can be is true to me
I always believed what people told me
Everyone tells you what you want to hear
I always thought that someone else would save me
But you can only save yourself
And nothing's ever been so clear
Like an open road
I call my own
[hook]
And it feels like
The sun is here
The sky is clear
And there's nothing but the smell of the rain
That's come and gone
[hook]
| | Posted 3/06/2005 at 11:42 PM
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| | Check your email. See what you think of that. Posted 3/07/2005 at 9:38 PM by imurnitemare |
| | Brody, how do you do it? It's only been two hours! You are so awesome.
Posted 3/07/2005 at 10:20 PM by mirandasworld |
| | Randy, when do we get to hear this? At practice Tues? You're amazing, girl! And you too, Brody. This thing is HAPPENING!
Posted 3/07/2005 at 11:01 PM by candyissweeter |
| | Miranda your songs are so rich, so deep. I love this, I can't wait to hear it to music. When does your band start to play out? Make sure you tell me, I want to be there!
Posted 3/07/2005 at 11:30 PM by freckleme |
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