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  1. Building Empires

From the album Caesar Jones

Lyrics

All these voices surround me
I can’t speak, my tongue’s too tied
Hands raised, perfect and broken
I float them, like butterflies

See the ghosts come riding in
On some kind of holy wind
[Blowing you sideways]

I sense, two worlds colliding
On a hiding to nothing at all
She’s slowly building empires
While I weep waterfalls

See the ghosts come riding in
On some kind of holy wind
[Blowing you sideways]

Close those blinds I can never beat this rain
It’s pouring down all around I hide beneath the bed
Maybe old mother nature hates you and she’s messing with your head
I thought I’d never see the day I would say ‘You’re better off dead

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