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VAGABOND COLLECTIVE | ||||||||||||||||||||
songs that we don't play much if ever: love is unconquerable / birmingham bridge (with vocals) san fransisco part one / san fransisco part two |
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sounds available at myspace.com/vagabondcollective | ||||||||||||||||||||
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song number 5ive, love is unconquerable love is unconquerable, weapon of choice in my world. i take this symptom of sanity, and search for nothing more than nownow seeking takers to give love to those learning to live, to burn beliefs in a future. now is the touch love is liberated when label-less and communicated with out a kiss can you love without hands? can you love without wants? and there's no need for words when feelings reside predominantly over time and there's nothing to miss when your heart raises a fist and screams now more than ever so take on one lover or take out the world cause there is enough hate already and too many limits on our love. but spread yourself thin and miss what's within. !every heart holds a different truth! when in love with love, a laughing infliction, receive beautiful pain, with healthy addiction. but true love will outlive all of us lovers, so hang up desires once hung up on desires. and hold hope in your heart because no expectations should ever follow through and there's no need for words when feelings reside predominantly over time and there's nothing to miss when your heart raises a fist and screams now more than ever Song number 6ix, emo song, or the anarchist 13 step self help program fall in . step out . turn your whisper to a shout . you are the lock . you are the key . you are everything you want to be . we move at the speed of secrecy . we laugh when you're not listening . you can light the fuse and we can run counting into now . mountains move . trees scream . plants can grow in the cracks of the concrete ..i still believe . tired lungs can swim in oceans of acid rain and calloused hands can still break apart chains step out of line . hold hope colored outside of the lines . the liez.. mountains move . trees scream . plants can grow in the cracks of the concrete . .i still believe . tired lungs can swim in oceans of acid rain and calloused hands can still break apart chains |
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babs and zoey (r.i.p) (just zoey, the accordian is dead. babz is just fine and dandy) |
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chris and scott | ||||||||||||||||||||
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joy | ||||||||||||||||||||