Name: Provisions by Spare Souls
Duration: 3 min 15 s
Description: American musician, singer and songwriter Jon Pond of Spare Souls teamed up Eric Michael Lichter, Michael A. Petrucci and Guido Falivene at Dirt Floor Recording Studio to complete the studio rendition of "Provisions".

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American musician, singer and songwriter Jon Pond of Spare Souls teamed up Eric Michael Lichter, Michael A. Petrucci and Guido Falivene at Dirt Floor Recording Studio to complete the studio rendition of "Provisions".

Provisions

I know you can't see
everything you mean to me
Turning like a dream
every night, hard to breathe

Wuh-ohh, somebody help me
I’m falling out of space
Wuh-ohh, somebody help me
I’m starting another race

Beginning, so sweet
not long, broken knees
It’s telling of a scene
years gone, pulled offscreen

Wuh-ohh, somebody help me
I’m falling out of space
Wuh-ohh, somebody help me
I’m starting another race

Then something between
a lifeless routine
In the hours, so deep
you're away, I can finally sleep

Wuh-ohh, somebody help me
I’m falling out of space
Wuh-ohh, somebody help me
I’m starting another race

I know you can't see
everything you mean to me

Lyrics by Jon Pond + Ryan Orlando

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I know you're dreaming
dreaming things that feel so real
I share these feelings
cause it's where I go to rid the demons

But I heard you screaming
and came to you with my heart beating
There tides receded
and nevermore did I believe it

You've given me something I can't give 
There's more to it than how we live
And nevermore did I feel this
I'm not going out with these regrets

Now you're deceiving
deceiving springs, so pistol clear
And I won't be reeling
cause I know the fish ain't safe that swim here

Give me a reason 
why I should forgive and forget your scheming
It won't be needed
I'm moving on, I'm not repeating

You've given me something I can't give 
There's more to it than how we live
And nevermore did I feel this
I'm not going out with these regrets

You've given me something I can't give 
There's more to it than how we live
And nevermore did I feel this
I'm not going out with these regrets

Lyrics by Jon Pond

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