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Time has a gravity over the tear duct in my eyes
In a beautiful moment I’m aware of ripping by
And I’ve got no one to share this heaven with but the crowds
This is a footnote to the things I’m thinking about
Whether you got it or you don’t
Your open or your closed
Ya just rigmarole so that nobody knows
Every song that’s ever been sung is a love song
Happy or sad.
Every song that’s ever been sung is a love song
Ain’t it the pits when you realize the truth
There ain’t no purpose to life but the things you wanna do.
Will you make up your mind
Or numb and fade to grey
This is a game in a game to remember why we play
Whether you got it or you don’t
Your open or your closed
Ya just rigmarole so that nobody knows
Every song that’s ever been sung is a love song
Happy or sad
Every song that’s ever been sung is a love song
Slow down for a second
Reprimand the rush
Nothing that you could gain is ever enough
Take it in for a second
Take as long as you want
Whether you’re rich or your broke
The comic or a joke
You remember a time you felt woke
Now everybody knows that every song that’s ever been sung is a love song
The good and the bad
In every song that’s ever been sung is a love song
The happy and sad
In every song that’s ever been sung is a love song
Just keep standing in the sun
Picturing the future like it’s already done
A lover in your arms or a dream that’s in the bag
A life without worries
And skin that don’t sag
With a million for you and a million for me
Whatever you’d be sippin' on sittin' by the sea!
Every song that’s ever been sung is a love song!
Never hold back, every song that’s ever been sung is a love song!
And it’s a matter if fact, every song that’s ever been sung is a love song
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Rhombus
02:20
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What came first?
The chicken or the egg
in forward or reverse
The ambulance or hearse
The bubble or the burst
You think I’m crazy?
Well I think your square
But if you meet me in between
We’re a rhombus or a pear
Is that fair?
(How should I know)
Anywhere?
(We’re all on the boat)
Praise or jeer
Recommend or impair
...
I don’t really care
Words came rolling outta me on a Monday
Falling in your lap on a Tuesday
Circumcise that child’s mind
Through repetitious pop star rhymes
And for the love of God don’t let em’ be an artist
What’s happenin' to the world?
Things can’t remain this way
The debt is way too high
Like we must have aliens to pay
Is that fair?
(How should I know)
Anywhere?
(We’re all on the boat)
Bulls and the bears
Freedom and cool cats singin’ out
I don’t really care
Is that poignant and haunting enough for you?
Isn’t that what a songwriter should do?
Ooooh!
Is that fair?
(How should I know)
Anywhere?
(We’re all on a boat)
Are those tech savvy, or just bored to death children
Singin’ I don’t really care
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Make the Most of Me
02:30
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Make the most of me
Like a bottomless mimosa
How am I supposed to be?
A little tame but a Casanova
But I wanna cut loose
Maybe give me more juice
Baby I wanna cut loose
...
Please hang around
But don’t get too hung over
Your a light in town
The bars four leaf clover
An alcoholic Elvis sings the blues
That goes without sayin baby nothing’s new
Spinning on the stool like a rosary and repeat
Til echos turn to ghosts and leave
Mmmmm
Make the most of meeee
I remember- Running down the side walk..
-Screamin hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah
So glad I know ya and I can’t explain
Your energy is so insane
I wonder what you think about me
Probly-What’s it to ya, what’s it to ya, what’s it to ya!?
So glad we could be profane,
Our shadows streak onto the train
Mmmm
Make the most of me like a jack and cherry cola
How am I suppose to be, at the end of a rolla costa
Can anything this good, really last?
I’de like to think we all learn from the past
Flirting like a séance for one more glass
But it just cannot be...
Make the most of me
So don’t get too hung over
Make the most of me
Last call leanin’ on ya shoulder(a)
Make the most of me
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About Being in Love
01:39
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The beautiful thing about being in love
Is that you’ll always have someone to confide
Someone that’s always on the inside
Someone who’ll always be by your side
Another good thing about being in love;
Is anytime u wanna go somewhere
There’s someone who can pat your buns; just happy because you are there
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It’s such a different world...
There’s such a different care
Oooooh ahhyyyyy
The great thing about the space in between
My last girl and finding you...
Is figuring out what was real
Developing gratitude
I know that, when we finally meet
It’ll probably be incredible
When lips appear to be edible
And I feel your body lay on my soul
While it’s much more than that
I just like pointing out the facttt
Ayyhhyyyyyy!
Ooooohh!!!
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Brent Brown Naperville, Illinois
Hailing from Naperville, Il.
Brent Brown is a 33 year old jack of all
trades.
From his humble beginnings in 2007, Brent picked up a guitar and started singing. His driving force was an inner voice that could put melody to words, and words to music.
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