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Saturday, July 21, 2012

Steve Believe


Song: Steve Believe
Artist: Toussaint Morrison
Written by Toussaint Morrison
Released May 3, 2011


Touchdown in Miami, plane landed
Half a G in my pocket from last week’s show in Wiscansin
Didn’t come here to leave, came here to kick it with Lauren and Steve
And take care of this agenda up my sleeve
She’s round here somewhere,
But I’ll settle the search for one table and one chair
Cup’a coffee for the afternoon just to set the mood
I need to talk to this woman, but right now I need the room

I ran the pattern gathered everything I had to
Pressed against her lips like three minutes ‘til apocalypse
I’ll deal with the facts after the facts matter
Right now doesn’t exist, time stood still at the Clevelander
Full arm around her waist cos’ when I let go
She’s back to Boston, I’m back on tour
Next city, next show. M-P-L-Yes I know
This moment ain’t forever, but I’ll ride it like it’s stolen because
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CHORUS
(In a little while)
I’ll be on a plane headed across the map
Hummin’ a song that might sound somethin’ like this
Gone, but not forgotten cos’ I’m headed back
Gotta see the girl one more time, sooner than
(In a little while)
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I’ll be thinkin’ this is bullshit
Ya danced with one girl, and the woman’s got you cool whipped
I can play it cooler than the Cool Kids Gone Fishin’
But now I’m flippin’ pennies in the soda fountain gone wishin’
Miami has it and somehow I’m fittin’ in
Nicely between traffic on Collins and Meridien
But she’s on my mind like my cerebellum
I wanna love her like Cali loves to say “hella”

I wanna love like the songs ya shout in the shower
Uncontrollable, loud, from the soul, without a doubt- yeah
Sometimes we have to give in to better understand what we can take
So if I’m goin’ vulnerable, I’m streakin’ down 5th and Main
Shameless, naked, and dangerous
Writin’ love letters and forget-me-nots without  datin’
It’s not a question, I’m headed to Boston to see ya
But don’t flatter yourself, it’s just for coffee to meet up

CHORUS

Steve believe I’m gonna make it
Even though half of Iowa thinks we’re already made men
I’m pullin’ double back tucks without the safe net
Landin’ planes, trains, and both feet upon the pavement
Hands down this is the comeback anthem
Even when my heart dropped through the floor for Patrick Vandam
Got the news late, buzzed like lights on Ocean Drive
Took a seat and watched it all roll by in slow motion hype

She took me by the hand and asked me what’s it like
I said walkin’ the wrong direction and doin’ something right
Just heard a good friend’s gone for life
Ya live a little more for the love, for the fight
For the everythings and anythings prologued to now
It’s why you start askin’ when and stop askin’ how
No rest for the livin’, no rest for the wicked
I’ll leave the rest for the rest- patience, in time we’ll get it in…

CHORUS

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