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Meet in the Middle
03:21
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Eyes locked on the road ahead
Camouflaged in a sea of red
I know you will be worth the drive
Hands tied to the steering
Slim to none I’ll make it out of here
I know you will be worth the drive
Let’s meet in the middle
Time is a luxury we can’t afford to loose
Let’s meet in the middle
I’m running on empty and I’ll never make it on fumes
These streets never had appeal
These dotted lines have me standing still
I know you will be worth the drive
Even if we couldn’t compromise
I would make the trip a thousand times
Cause I know you would be worth the drive
I hope you know I’d do it all again
I hope you know I’d do it all over again
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Room to Breathe
04:36
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The morning brings promise
The day seems to steal it back
The evening looks bitter
A duel with my regrets
Are you what I’m breathing in? Is this the gap that I need bridged?
Are you failing heart of mine, or is this part of your design?
Before I close my eyes, before this grey turns this black to white.
Take these words what’s left in me. I don’t want any room to breathe
My life on repeat
I’ve called myself to war
With love in a whisper
You calm my rampant heart
Permeate the very fabric that you’ve weaved
Occupy these lungs more than the air I breathe
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Venom
03:19
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I’m surprised by the casual use of words
And disregard for the hearts of those who hurt
The mouth is a quiver for your arrows
Slow to concern, quick to draw the bow
When words are like venom dripping from your tongue
The best of intentions are never the outcome
Stifle the poison, consider the timing
Words bring death to the living or life to the dying
Fire starts with the friction of a word
A tiny spark can ignite a forest to burn
The tongue is a flame that cannot be tamed
Consuming the lives of those in the way
Life or death, is on your lips, carry on
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4. |
The Architect
03:47
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Still my heart,
Chaos is waiting, a thief outside my door
Still my heart,
Whatever the outcome your purpose is secure
Still my heart,
The weather is aiming to overwhelm these walls
Still my heart,
Despite the resistance your structure will endure
Even when
I start to bend
High above you are the architect
Author of the framework I am living in
Breathing in my every circumstance
Giving me (exactly) what I need
I will never know the height or depth of the architects design.
I have overcome because of love in the architects design.
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Seasons
05:33
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At times it feels like it hasn’t rained for days and days
I begin to wither
Overwhelmed I wish to concede, accepting defeat
I can hear you whisper
Hold on for only a season
The air may grow colder but the harvest is at hand
Hold on for only a season
The colors are changing but its all part of the plan
Spending time working the field with nothing to yield
Except skin that blisters
Maybe this is where I should be, developing
I can hear you whisper
Seasons come and go but the purpose stays the same
A time that’s meant for growth for the harvest that remains
The old will be renewed in the light of what I’ve done
Hold to what is true and the hope of what’s to come
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Matt Hay Phoenix, Arizona
Matt Hay is a Phoenix, AZ based singer/songwriter and actor. He has been writing and performing music for several years on his own as well with various bands. At the 2012 AMTC talent convention, Matt' performances earned him a slot in the finals for best overall singer/songwriter and in the Acting Finale. His most recent accomplishment is the release of a solo acoustic EP entitled, "Seasons". ... more
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