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Out of Time (When You Knew It Was The End)

The Hurtin's Done (OurVinyl Sessions)

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As It Was

As It Was (Cowboys Don't Cry Edition)

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Lyrics and Music by Philip Bowen
V1
She likes Nick Drake, and I like the Milk Carton Kids 
And we both love boat rides after dark 
Sometimes we use my phone to find the constellations 
And dancing on the water we can count the stars  

V2
She likes the Weepies and I like the Brother Brothers
And we both love chasing lightning bugs 
Burnin' up the hillside with their little tails afire 
Glowing in the darkness like the two of us  

Chorus: 
She loves me, she loves me 
Well in any weather
She loves me when it's cold outside. 
I love her, I love her 
Hell or high water 
And even when we see through different eyes
We still chase the fireflies (chase the fireflies) 

V3
She likes Coldplay live and I prefer Lake Street Dive 
And we both love how concerts make us feel 
When we're on the water, watching time fly by together 
The mountains and the moonlight play our favorite song

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Lightning Bugs

This Town Is A Ghost

Young & Hungry

Double Wide Grave

Table For One

Found a camera in the cupboard
Another in the fan
Someone wants to know what I’m doing
Eavesdropping on a man

Feast your eyes if you want to
I’m no stranger to the game
Ran interference all my days
Now I run counterintelligence on you

Getting fitted for size in the memorial garden
Back of my mind I’m looking for bugs
That’s not the way to ruin my day

The boys are itching for a crispy evening
And my bond is ironclad
So, as I fish the wires from the shelf
I don’t think fondly of your plan 

'til death do us part doesn’t have to be an oath
It could be penciled into my day
So instead of leaving surveillance under the bread
Maybe plan your own debauchery

Engage in stag party spycraft
You’ve met your match babe
Only one thing I’m better at than lovin’ you
I made my life a series of dangerous games
And if you want to move your piece to this board
Realize you are risking everything
Baby let me have this one escape

The boys are loaded in the party bus
Aching for some sundown
Doors seal up and here’s the gas
Numbly watching you have your way

Getting fitted for size in the memorial garden
Wasted my time looking for bugs
Totally wasted my day
Me and the boys live forever
In the memorial garden
Last thing I see the smile on your face
Way to play the longest game

Nick Nunziata - Drums, Vocals
Steve Murphy - Guitar
Micah Robinson - Guitar
Carl Cunningham - Bass

Stag Party Spycraft

This Side of Me

Double Wide Grave

The Cadillac Three

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