Lyrics: 
when I sleep  
nothing fades
all the lights
shine away

every heart beats for you
every part was meant for you 
and I can’t breath

oh aint it a mystery   
every thing was here before

oh aint it a mystery
every thing was here before

when I hide
amongst the evergreens
oh how I high 
I climb

amongst the trees
all is told to me
nothing’s free
except the breeze

oh aint it a mystery
every thing was here before

oh aint it a mystery
it was always here before

each time I wake
I see the same mistakes
purple walls 
Keep closing in
another day
another soul to find
I broke my mirror
it brought me peace now I can breath 

oh aint it a mystery
it was always here before

Mystery

Flowers blooming
Babies crying
pavement cracks
While the leaders lying
Empty houses next to
crowded alleys
Out of touch, out of understanding

All this pretty world is on it’s own
All this pretty world is on it’s own

Blood in the classrooms
There’s blood on our hands
Blood of the fallen
Soaking down in the land
We held the rifles
Our bones turn to dust
The metal that kills us
Is unable to rust


All I’m sold is there’s no point in doing anything, but I’m doing everything
I just want to be safe tonight but there is something creeping in, yeah there’s something creeping up to us
All the pretty world is on it’s own
All the pretty world is on it’s own

I just want to be free from this
I want to go to sleep and dream sweet dreams again
But every day I’m wandering through a nightmare
And it’s only getting hazier, crazier, I don’t think there’s much hope hanging on
All the pretty world is on its own

All The Pretty World Is On Its Own

Taking Away

I don’t wanna be the last one standing
Don’t wanna be at the bar swaying to myself
I don’t wanna be the only one
Ohhh
There must be someway out

Maybe I can head another direction
Somebody turn my body to the nearest door
I don’t think I’ve fallen this hard before
Oh no woah there must be someway out

I don’t even wanna talk about it
Talk about all the things I could never say 
I don’t even wanna talk at all
Ohh there must be someway out

Mary is waiting at the bottom of my drink
She’s laughing alone with a sad smile
Now Mary is crying at the bottom of her sea
I wanna sink all the way down just to see her
All the nights I spent in bed were mine to waste
Every dream Ive ever had is mine to waste

And I don’t wanna be the last one standing
Don’t wanna be at the bar swaying to myself
Maybe I can head another direction
Ohh, there must be someway out

And I don’t even wanna talk about it
Talk about all the things I could never say 
I don’t even wanna talk at all
Oh no, ohh
There must be someway out

Someway Out

I had a dream our love was sweet, sweeter than honey
but often dreams are not as they seem, leaving me lonely

And in my dream my love shone through
the sky was painted auburn and blue
then all the happy clouds
they all started raining down down down
for you

I had a dream our love went cold, I started to shiver
but often dreams are not as they seem, gold turns to silver

and in my dream my time ran through
the sky was faded to black and blue
and then all the dust in the wind
started falling back down again again
for you

Dreams

Think I’m heading
Down the road less traveled
To the ghosts
That live far from here
think I'm heading 
Down the road less traveled
I hope that road 
Travels farthest from here

wanderlust  
wanderlust
There’s stardust
In my eyes

Thought there was no where left to go without you
Now I know everywhere is free
Thought the pain would hold me down I’d be suffering
But now I know I'm free
Wanderlust
Wanderlust
There’s stardust
In my eyes

Wanderlust

You pick up the paper wondering how things are gonna get worse
You got snow storms in July
Women clutching at their purses
I know some good hard folks who feel like they’re losing their way
My brother told maybe we’re forgotten maybe we’re wasting away 

Factories and refineries
Farms that stretch past the power lines
Cuts stabs and bruises
From the packing plants to the assembley lines 
you try to get by
But its hard to survive
In the heart of the heartland
Hard folks
Are getting by

Rolling up to the construction site ready to get my hands deep in the dirt
Fixing the road by the riverside where a farmworker’s out there getting hurt
A man like some foreman is screaming til his face turns red
I wonder how long we can work in the sun 
Until we wind up dead

Factories and refineries
Farms that stretch past the power lines
Cuts stabs and bruises
From the packing plants to the assembly lines 
you try to get by
But its hard to survive
In the heart of the heartland
Strong folks
Are getting by

Lonely whistle don’t you whine
I don’t care if I’m on time
Lonely whistle don’t you cry
Getting by

In the heart of the heartland
Hard folks
Are getting by
In the heart of the heartland
It’s getting harder to 
Survive

In The Heart Of The Heartland

This Heart

I stop at the edge of town is your place crowded now
Oh I want you
Can't clear my head at all give me something strong and tall
Oh I want you
I'll be there by the end of day we can throw our lives away
Oh I want you
I know where the cars don't stop and there ain't no traffic cop
Oh I want you

I want something fun to do and all signs they point to you
Oh I want you
Don't put your toys away bad boys will come to play
Oh I want you
I've done worse things before but I know what loving’s for
Oh I want you
I want everything you got want it hard want it heavy hot
Oh I want you

Am I the one to be the one to see the one, another lover
Am I the one to be the one to see the one, another lover
Am I the one to be the one to see the one, another lover
Am I the one to be the one to see the one, another lover

Are we the locks that hold in place
Are you the one who flies with grace
Am I that light that falls in outer space

I know what hands can do and the things they slip into
Oh I want you
It’s your lips I adore and their taste I’m craving more
Oh I want you
We drink the potion now its all slow motion now
Oh I want you
You have a grip so tight don’t let me go tonight
Oh I want you

I Want You

Step In The Road

Inspired by 60's-70's singer songwriters. Music comes and goes, sometimes it rhymes, sometimes it flows. Trevor James/Jimi Plum is same person.

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