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Diane. Dying. If you're Diane, then I'm Dying
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Alternative, mellow, lovesongs, rock and/or roll
The Polar Bear, also known as Jordan Randall and others that are sometimes there, and sometimes are not... has been continually maturing since the start of the millenium. Gathering inspiration from Bright Eyes, all the way to the Misfits, The Polar Bear attempts to find a new way to create music, to break free from the restraints of conventional songwriting.
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Genre
Acoustic • Acoustic General
Charts
Peak #743
Peak in subgenre #142
Author
jordan randall
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randall music 2005
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March 13, 2005
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MP3 4.9 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
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I look out my window and the rain pitter patters And though the sidewalks are paved they still seem to shatter under the weight of the world beneath the feet of us all so much that the ground breaks open and we begin to fall falling for a dream i swear its nothing like it seemed on t.v. i want the girl i want her. i want the world to see me god bless the idealistic soap opera romance quarrel its possibilities are like planting seeds within the soil and if you told me that the tree that i made wasn't perfect then i'd cut it down and then grow it up, just to prove its worth it and when the apple fell on Newton's head, well he sure deserved it for what it's worth i hope this curse of gravity stays earnest there are books on the shelf and all of them are magic the next stop is never land peter pan gets me feeling frenetic and tinkerbell were are you now? if the world could be just like i wanted it to be i would need so much pixie dust these teary eyes don't tell lies, they're no disguise i left the good mind at the alter, it's no wonder i died supply and demand, give me your hand, you supply i demand it i've never smoked so many dreams, nicotine turned it into a habit an endless sea of broken dreams, i'm betting you don't see me after all i'm only small in the scheme of such big things like dinosaurs and clouds that roar just after lightning struck me down on the floor i'm dying more and more and more apparently i've found the key to some locked-up treasure and if there's gold inside, well i'll keep it all for saftey measures we wouldn't want you to get it, 'cause you'd regret it, wouldn't you now you'd buy some fancy things, like diamond rings, or a brand new house but money's such a tease, i still want what i see on my t.v. i want green peace, hippies, sideburns and pixies the girl in my dream, the love that i seem to forever need i need you, i need you, can't you see that i'm dying i'm dying
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