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The Tallest Man On Earth - There's No Leaving Now

Saras Per Kristian Matsson (born 30 April 1983) is a singer-songwriter from Dalarna, Sweden who performs under the stage name of The Tallest Man on Earth. Matsson grew up in Leksand, and began his solo career in 2006, having previously been the lead singer of the indie band Montezumas. His music has often drawn comparisons to the music of Bob Dylan
 

The War Inside
Switchfoot
Put your hands up open wide
Put your hands up side by side
Age don't matter like
Race don't matter like
Place don't matter like what's inside
Let the kick drum kick one time
Breathe out let your mind unwind
Eyes on the ceiling
Looking for the feeling
Wide open let your own eyes shine
Yeah, it's where the fight begins
Yeah, underneath the skin
Between these hopes and where we've been
Every fight comes from the fight within
I am the war inside
I am the battle line
I am the rising tide
I am the war I fight
Eyes open, open wide
I can feel it like a crack in my spine
I can feel it like the back of my mind
I am the war inside
I get the feeling that we're living in sci-fi
I get the the feeling that our weapons are lo-fi
Ain't no killer like pride
No killer like I
No killer like what's inside
Yeah, it's in the air we breathe
Yeah, it's in the blood we bleed
Beneath these dreams and what we've seen
We are the kids of the in-between
Put your hands up open up wide
Put your hands up side by side
Age don't matter like
Race don't matter like
Place don't matter like what's inside
Yeah, every thought or deed
Yeah, every tree or seed
The big things come from the little dreams
Every world is made by make believe
 
Gord Downie, Lead singer for the Tragically Hip passed away last night. From CBC News-

"Gord Downie, the Tragically Hip frontman who united a diverse array of music lovers with his commanding stage presence and Canadiana-laced lyrics, has died.

He was 53.

Downie had an aggressive and incurable form of brain cancer called glioblastoma, which he discovered after a seizure in December 2015.

He died Tuesday night surrounded by his children and family, according to a statement on the band's website." www.thehip.com

RIP Gord

 
One Wright, one Gilmour, both together in two songs:



(...)
Look at him now
He's paler somehow
But he's coming round
He's starting to choke
It's been so long since he spoke
Well he can have the words right from my mouth

And with these words I can see
Clear through the clouds that covered me
Just give it time then speak my name
Now we can hear ourselves again

I'm holding out
For the day
When all the clouds
Have blown away
I'm with you now
Can speak your name
Now we can hear
Ourselves again
 
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