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Bugs
02:48
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Oh I'm feeling hopeful
As hopeful as the sky
Feel the warmth around me
Blanket of July
Cause I've been feeling
Like a ghost
So out of touch
But things are picking up, picking up
I'm looking forward to that august rush oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
What do you want
What do you want from me
Let me know
Just like September bugs
Crawling under trees
I'm looking to find a home
Take me to the mountains
Before they're covered in snow
We can build a cabin my dear
I don't really care
I'm just trying to find a place to roam
So tell me are you shy
Or are you weeping with the willows
Do you want to find
Where the summer wind blows
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
What do you want
What do you want from me
Let me know
Just like September bugs
Crawling under trees
I'm looking to find a home
The closer I get the sooner I've gotta know
Is this picking up or do you not think so
I'm holding my breath and shaking my head
I haven't been this scared since I was ten
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
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Before I Met You
01:09
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Before I met you I thought that this train was rolling on
Before I met you I thought that my chances for love were up and gone
But now I see
I'll fall in love and you'll follow me
Before I met you I thought I was walking down the street
Before I met you I took the high road did what I pleased
I was a wild dove
Now I'm caught up
And if feels like the sun
Feels like no one
Before I met you
Before I met you
Before I met you
Before I met you
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Mountains
04:04
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Peaceful quiet, no one's there
Breathing in the frozen air
I still see your mountains
I am stuck in the middle of two worlds
To get back to mine I have to climb
Mountains
Mountains
So tell me when you're at the top looking below
Do you think about the way things grow
Closer together, further apart
Picking petals 'til it turns to art
I thought I knew better
I thought I knew wrong from right
I thought I knew better
But I've got mountains to climb
I've got mountains to climb
Sun is setting, evening breaks
All around me summer fades
Right behind the mountains
They say that's where life begins
But I'll never know until I make it to the
Mountains
Mountains
So tell me when you're at the top looking below
Do you think about the way things grow
Closer together, further apart
Picking petals 'til it turns to art
I thought I knew better
I thought I knew wrong from right
I thought I knew better
But I've got mountains to climb
I've got mountains to climb
Take a minute breathe
You can't stop 'cause you made it this far
Made it this far
Take a minute breathe
You can't stop 'cause you made it this far
Made it this far
Take a minute breathe
You can't stop 'cause you made it this far
Made it this far
Take a minute breathe
You can't stop 'cause you made it this far
Made it this far
So tell me when you're at the top looking below
Do you think about the way things grow
Closer together, further apart
Picking petals 'til it turns to art
I thought I knew better
I thought I knew wrong from right
I thought I knew better
I thought I knew wrong from right
I thought I knew better
I thought I knew wrong from right
But I've got mountains to climb
Yeah I've got mountains to climb
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I walked 'til Summer
I walked 'til dawn
I walked so far that you would think that I was gone
Came with the wind and
Sang through the trees
Under a cloudy sky you'd think I was the breeze
Ooo
Ooo
Ooo
Ooo
Keep my words on your tongue
Don't forget what I've said
I've lived so little and feel so outrun
At least I used my heart and not my head
But I used my heart and not my head
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Nomad
05:33
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Say your goodbyes
Like we're going on vacation
Blue skies
No more conversation
I tried
The only things keeping me here were our old ties
On and on
On and on and on
On and on
On and on and on
On and on
On and on and on and on
Oh I see the dust on your eyelids
And I feel the rust on your finger tips
I know it's too much
I haven't kissed you in days
Did I love you enough
Or just enough to keep you near
Like a summer slump
Before the winter's here
Oh it's all too much
I should just go to California
This nomad needs to find her place
And take a chance to breathe in time and space
While I am headed down the interstate
I know I'll find my way
This nomad needs to find her place
And take a chance to breathe in time and space
While I am headed down the interstate
I know I'll find my way
I let it die like a plant just sitting there
Said a goodbye left me gasping and thrashing for air
And in slow motion
I'm driving home again
On and on
On and on and on
On and on
On and on and on
On and on
On and on and on and on
This nomad needs to find her place
And take a chance to breathe in time and space
While I am headed down the interstate
I know I'll find my way
This nomad needs to find her place
And take a chance to breathe in time and space
While I am headed down the interstate
I know I'll find my way
Ooo
I see the dust on your eyelids
I feel the rust on your finger tips
I know it's too much
I haven't kissed you in days
Did I love you enough
Or just enough to keep you near
Like a summer slump
Before the winter's here
It's all too much
I should just go to California
This nomad needs to find her place
And take a chance to breathe in time and space
While I am headed down the interstate
I know I'll find my way
This nomad needs to find her place
And take a chance to breathe in time and space
While I am headed down the interstate
I know I'll find my way
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Hayden Elizabeth Boston, Massachusetts
Hayden Elizabeth is an electronic cowgirl raised on Stevie Nicks and Hannah Montana. She writes coming of age songs inspired by her time backpacking the Oregon wilderness.
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