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Chasing Perfect
04:33
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I knew I’d make something great and perfect.
I wouldn’t quit. I would do it on my own.
Then I met you and knew you felt the same.
We got along ‘cause we agreed but weren’t always a team.
You and me, we’ve got what it takes to make something pure.
You and me, finally trust the plan written long ago.
Years went by and perfect was just out of reach.
When someone offered a hand we said, “No, no thanks. I’ve got this.”
Little did we know you can’t make the sun from the moon,
But two broken halves combine and make something pure.
You and me, we’ve got what it takes to make something pure out of impurity.
You and me finally trust the plan written long ago by a perfect hand.
By a perfect hand.
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Boomerang
03:23
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Seeing you in her eyes
Looping back and it’s no surprise
Enamored with our girl
Sends me back to where she started
I boomerang back to you again
I was afraid of taking that step
Afraid of pain that I couldn’t prevent
I was selfish – it’s true
Love was trying for deeper roots
I boomerang back to you again
Coming back around, around to you
I’m the king of one thing
Missing chances by overthinking
I almost stood in the way
Of your love, my love, harmonizing
I boomerang back to you again
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Adrift
05:21
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Well, I never thought I’d stray so far.
Never thought I’d ever leave your side.
Never thought I’d need a map back home
But that’s the thing about being lost…
When the past you had electrified
You believe that you can let it ride.
Don’t need to put in the work.
Next thing you know there’s a stranger next to you.
I’ve been adrift, and I don’t like where the current’s taken us.
I’ve had enough of this old, dated picture book.
When you decide you need to put it right
The tricky part is where to start.
Like an early, awkward teenage date
Who will make the first move that you both crave?
Put an oar into the water.
Start to pull.
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Brendan Regan Seattle, Washington
Brendan Regan spent his early years drumming for bands in Toledo, Denver, and Seattle. Then, one early morning after a gig, unloading drums in a Seattle deluge, he knew his drumming days were done. The next day he sold them, bought a guitar, and began pouring out bittersweet, dark, personal hymns and lilting melodies delivered in an "oak-aged rasp." ... more
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