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  1. Vacant
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Recorded at
The Musician's Workshop
Claremore, OK
Addt'l Recording at
Big Acre Sound Copper Canyon, TX
Matt Mason gtr/vocal
Ted Russell Kamp keys

Lyrics

The voices outside my window telephones ringin' in my head
in all this hopeless isolation Im terrified of who I am
All the good times I cant remember just memories fadin in the past i my darkest days of sorrow please prop me up cos I'm fadin' fast
I'd feel a whole lot better if I could just let you go I see your eyes everywhere I look now baby and they just won't leave me alone
Could you free me from my own prison my mind's become a living hell
Broke down feelin' so tired ain't got no soul left to sell