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Agree to Disagree
03:21
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You came into our room demanding the odds but you've not got a leg to stand on
Your argument wasn't valid given you were way out of line not that you could clearly see
It's your word against mine
We can agree to disagree tonight
It's way past bedtime
We can agree to disagree tonight
Sensible enough to know that's there's no need to push any further from here
To put out the flames is the only way we can move forward
It's your word against mine
We can agree to disagree tonight
It's way past bedtime
We can agree to disagree tonight
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Disjointed
03:16
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So disjointed I can't find a way to describe it in words
So disconnected the reality of the madness is too obvious to draw
If it's a mistake I can handle
But when there's give and no take
That's a gamble, a gamble to far to bear
If I'm out of line well that's fine
I can thank you for your time
So disjointed I can't find a way to describe it in words
So disconnected the reality of the madness is too obvious to draw
Take it for what it is
To leave or stay
Black is the colour that leads you to his door
But it's all for what if you sacrifice everything
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Basket Weavers
02:31
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One hand on the wheel finger out the window
Cutting and weaving across all lanes
The traffic says hello
Basket weavers where are you going
Invested lots of money
To gain new things
When it all fails they say we don't know
The standards are set far too low
Basket weavers where are you going
I'm coming home before it really does me in
Both hands on the wheel
Eyes closed tighly shut
Both feet on the brake accosted by fear
That's me driving over here
Basket weavers where are you going
I'm coming home before it really does me in
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Somewhere next to you
03:08
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Sunday morning, waiting for the sun
In Cyberjaya there's nowhere left to run
She's awoken to see it through
There's not a cloud left to ruin our view
There's an element of truth when I hear people say it's not worth the strain
All the King's women sat gormless in a row it's beyond the price of pain
The madness confusion utter disarray so obvious for all to see
Nowhere do I want to be but Somewhere next to you
Driving slowly to Prima Avenue
There's a choice worth making
It's mind can be your's too
There's little movement, that's alright by me
A day of madness, solitude is the key
There's an element of truth when I hear people say it's not worth the strain
All the King's women sat gormless in a row it's beyond the price of pain
The madness confusion utter disarray so obvious for all to see
Nowhere do I want to be but Somewhere next to you
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Langkawi
03:22
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Langkawi (x4)
Surrounded by the turquoise seas
And the coconut trees
That sway in the gentle breeze
It's a life full of ease
The jungle-clad hills with the picturesque beaches
With the unending stretches of fine white sand
Lush forests, alluvial plains
Punctuated by the limestone ridges
Langkawi (x4)
I'm going back to you someday to find the legend of Mahsuri who laid her curse
The jungle-clad hills with the picturesque beaches
With the unending stretches of fine white sand
Lush forests, alluvial plains
Punctuated by the limestone ridges
Langkawi (x4)
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It's too easy to moan and groan
It's too easy to forget while in Rome
It's too easy to lay the blame
It's too easy to become just the same
But it all leads down a no hope road where voices in the dark just increase the load
It's high time to take the heat for what is said
It's all just a waste if we wait until we're dead
In the multi media super corridor the truth is just believing
It's not easy a positive frame of mind
It's not easy when you cannot find
it's not easy to let sleeping dogs lie
It's not easy watching others cry
But it all leads down a no hope road where voices in the dark just increase the load
It's high time to take the heat for what is said
It's all just a waste if we wait until we're dead
In the multi media super corridor the truth is just believing
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Walking tightrope
03:04
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Well the movement was complete, behind the scenes of the past that tripped up through the night
And the dawning was so sweet, raining pelting on the roof but there's no need to move
Walking tightrope through the maze of confusion no end to exclusion they're holding out for more this time where have they been these days
When they're needed most
By the evening we were on the street, embracing the night like a long lost friend
Come the morning the mood had shifted again, don't believe all the things that you read but cannot see
Walking tightrope through the maze of confusion no end to exclusion they're holding out for more this time where have they been these days
When they're needed most
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Knowing how I felt
03:12
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When it all makes no sense, there's no chance to turn it around and make it all seem real,
With arguments won and lost there's no point in counting the cost, it won't seem worth it in the end,
But I couldn't leave without you knowing how I felt, The forces that shape our world are greater than all of us
In a town that's not yet a town, functioning on the type of hype you'd have to see to believe,
Black on black and there's no room to move, it's a vision that I found so hard to share,
But I couldn't leave without you knowing how I felt, The forces that shape our world are greater than all of us
But I'd be lying if I said i didn't learn a thing
I'd be lying if I said it was all just a waste of time
But I'd be lying if I said I wanted to come again
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Grant Duncan Auckland, New Zealand
Grant is a singer-songwriter based in Auckland, New Zealand.
In addition to his solo out-put he has been the front-man for Tokyo based indie combo Pavement Candy since 2005.
Grant Duncan recommends:
Channel the Sun
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Variety of genres.
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Again, lots of variety
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