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Baby Shark - Tumble Down
01:55
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Baby Shark - Bottoms Up
02:24
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I'd been traveling for two weeks
And I only left the country today
Went to that city that you'd recommended me
And stepped right out into that rain
I have arrived, I've come to see
Get me a room, I need a place to sleep
Just for the days, I'll spend my nights
Out on that street and have myself a good time...
I don't know where I'm going
I just know where I've been (I've been here)
I waited in the airport all night
And I didn't even have the time
6 am they called my flight so I could board
But I already had lost my mind
But when I find where I wanna go
I hope that I have for it something to show
A world traveler's merit badge
Some memories, experience to have
And I'll have it...
Cause I'm bound to be going
But I'd much rather stay (here in Spain)
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When I can't sit and stay, I walk around
When I can't stand and stare too long, I look around
I don't always like to keep on my feet
It's just that these roots don't go too deep
And I can't sleep, or let this settle in the soil
My blood is oil, is sap from that tree
If I were a tree, I'd stand in a different place every day
...and soak this all in
When I can't sit and stay, I walk around
When I can't stand and stare too long, I look around
And I hope that I can soak this all in
By some process I don't understand
Cause I can't stand to see it slip away
But it's out of my hands
When I am a tree, I'd stand in a different place every day
...and soak this all in
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Peter House - Black Hole
01:26
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If last year was a black hole
Then next year is a wide-open space
And we will fill it with things
Til the gravity takes hold
And it's just another black hope
If your heart was as light as the feather
Weighed against it at some Egyptian gate
And you passed into heaven, and floated around space
You'd grow heavier with every sight you'd intake
And then gravity would break, and you'd become...
A little black hole, a god among stars
And I'd be drawn to you regardless of what you are
And we'd go far, so far into space
But space is cold, and so is a black hole
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Peter House Rochester, New York
From the Southern Tier to the North Country, Peter House sings about traveling, community, philosophers in fistfights and Pennsylvania, and calls it all "country songs" even though most of them are only vaguely of that genre. Now living in Rochester, NY. ... more
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