{"id":82,"date":"2020-09-06T11:26:07","date_gmt":"2020-09-06T11:26:07","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/atticline.com\/?page_id=82"},"modified":"2025-07-12T01:21:05","modified_gmt":"2025-07-12T01:21:05","slug":"music","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/atticline.com\/?page_id=82","title":{"rendered":"Music"},"content":{"rendered":"\t\t
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Attic Line’s music explores the human condition. Their songs examine and question the things we take for granted, the dilemmas we face, the mistakes we make. They contemplate alternative realities, the inevitability of loss, and how our very nature gets in the way of our strivings. And they celebrate how, despite all our deficiencies, we find love and connection.<\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t<\/section>\n\t\t\t\t

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Not for Us<\/strong><\/span>\u00a0 \"\"<\/span><\/a><\/h4>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t
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Your tiny hands above the blanket
Your peaceful breathing in the night
A brief disruption of the rhythm
and you give us both a fright<\/p>

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Oh, no you don’t
‘cos this is not for us
This is not our life
and yours will never be<\/p>

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Four small candles on your birthday cake
all blown out at once
You find your present waiting in the shed
you lift the sheet and smile at us<\/p>

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Oh, no you don’t
‘cos this is not for us
This is not our life
And yours will never be<\/p>

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Why cave in to the pressure\u00a0
of norms and expectations
Why should it be our purpose\u00a0
to sacrifice what made us
Yet everybody does it
as if they’ve got no voice
Are they clueless victims
or is it their own choice?<\/p>

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You go to college at eighteen
and swing by in the weekends
But less and less as time goes by
‘cos you rather see your friends<\/p>

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Oh, no you don’t
‘cos this is not for us
This is not our life
and yours will never be
Yours will never be
No yours will never be
Yours will never be<\/p>

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All I Ever Wanted \u00a0<\/strong><\/span><\/span>\"\"<\/a><\/strong><\/span><\/span><\/h4>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t
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Not so long ago\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

I made up my mind<\/p>

To go for what I had\u00a0<\/p>

and leave the rest behind<\/p>

It was not easy, but\u00a0<\/p>

it was the thing to do<\/p>

Treasure the here and now and\u00a0<\/p>

forget about you<\/p>

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She’s all that I ever wanted<\/p>

She’s all that I ever wanted<\/p>

She’s all that I ever wanted, now<\/p>

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I swear since then I’ve done<\/p>

the very best I can<\/p>

But oh I can’t help it<\/p>

doubt has risen again<\/p>

The way she looks at me<\/p>

I’ve got nowhere to hide<\/p>

The grass would sure be green<\/p>

with her by my side<\/p>

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She’s all that I ever wanted<\/p>

She’s all that I ever wanted<\/p>

She’s all that I ever wanted, now<\/p>

And I don’t want to waste this chance<\/p>

Once-in-a-lifetime romance<\/p>

I don’t want to waste this chance<\/p>

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Help me to manage these feelings inside<\/p>

Help me to swallow my anger, my pride<\/p>

Help me to get closer to you<\/p>

Or help me to get unstuck from you<\/p>

Show me your world, or push me away<\/p>

My hopes and my fears lead me astray<\/p>

I bathe in your sun, but it’s burning my skin<\/p>

I’m dying for shade, but you won’t let me in<\/p>

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Not so long ago\u00a0<\/p>

I made up my mind<\/p>

To go for what I had\u00a0<\/p>

and leave the rest behind<\/p>

It was not easy, but\u00a0<\/p>

it was the thing to do<\/p>

Treasure the here and now and\u00a0<\/p>

forget about you<\/p>

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A Walk in the Park \u00a0<\/strong><\/span><\/span><\/a>\"\"<\/span><\/a><\/h4>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t
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Lazy afternoon<\/p>

feeding ducklings in the pond<\/p>

Oh yes, life is just a walk in the park<\/p>

Sunshine in the air<\/span><\/p>

going nowhere, I don\u2019t care<\/p>

Oh yes, life is like a walk in the park<\/p>

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Oh sweet thing, you’re beautiful<\/p>

Can’t wait till you give me more<\/p>

Please show yourself to me now<\/p>

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Pigeons everywhere<\/p>

crapping on my shoes and hair<\/p>

Oh yes, life is like a walk in the park<\/p>

Dark clouds in the air<\/span><\/p>

I should be getting out of here<\/p>

Oh yes, life is like a walk in the park<\/p>

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Unique and sensational<\/p>

Everything seemed possible<\/p>

Please stay and don\u2019t leave me now<\/p>

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I’m walking, you’re walking<\/p>

he’s walking in the park<\/p>

We’re walking, you’re walking<\/p>

they’re walking in the park<\/p>

I’m walking, you’re walking<\/p>

she’s walking in the park<\/p>

We’re walking, you’re walking<\/p>

they’re walking in the park<\/p>

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All gone, out of reach<\/p>

the plans I had, my hopes and dreams<\/p>

Oh yes, life is like a walk in the park<\/p>

Oh well, I don’t care<\/span><\/p>

joy alone won’t get me there<\/p>

Oh yes, life is like a walk in the park<\/p>

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Oh sweet thing, you’re beautiful<\/p>

Can’t wait till you give me more<\/p>

Please show yourself to me now<\/p>

Unique and sensational<\/p>

Everything is possible<\/p>

Please stay and don’t leave me now<\/p>

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Ego\u00a0<\/strong><\/span><\/span><\/a> \"\"<\/span><\/a><\/h4>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t
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In the morning when you wake
as you stretch you grab your phone
to send a tweet into the world
About how you dreamt you had a throne<\/p>\n

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Then you make coffee and French toast
with lots of butter and some jam
You take a picture of your plate
which you post on Instagram<\/p>\n

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Because everything you do is so interesting
and you share it just to testify
Thus you self-inflate your ego
You pump it up some more
‘Cos your ego is what gets you by<\/p>\n

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Now you’re good to go to work
in your office out of town
You doze off behind your desk
and you dream you wear a crown<\/p>\n

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You are the worker of the week
and your boss gives you a plaque
You post a selfie right away
you little egomaniac<\/p>\n

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Do you ever stop to wonder
what people really think?
How your Facebook friends despise your pompous ways?
Of course not, ‘cos you’re yearning
for attention and for fame
and your ego is in constant need of praise<\/p>\n

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And everything you do is so interesting
and you share it on the web to fortify
your fragile self-esteem, to sustain its shaky core
‘Cos your ego is what gets you high<\/p>\n

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Yeah everything you do is so interesting
and you share it with the world to satisfy
your predatory ego, to feed it up some more
‘Cos your ego is what gets you high
Yeah your ego is what gets you by<\/p>\n

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Six Days of Booze\u00a0 \"\"<\/a><\/strong><\/span><\/span><\/h4>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t
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Life has been doing its thing
and it’s dragging me down
My mind is full, my body feels too old
and I’m tired of this town<\/p>

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It’s been downhill since last May
but I’ve figured out a cure
We’ll drink into the night and talk into the day
until our minds become pure<\/p>

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Oh, come on now, I’m so tired of this show
Oh, get up now, let’s pack our bags and go<\/p>

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Oh, how I’m longing for six straight days of booze
To make me warm inside and take away this blues<\/p>

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I have been waiting for a chance
to get out of this place
I’m looking forward to a shot
in the company of\u2026<\/p>

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Time has been running its course
and I’m stuck in the grind
My brain is numb, I can’t think straight
the urban load compresses my mind<\/p>

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Oh, come on now, I’m so tired of this show
Oh, get up now, let’s pack our bags and go<\/p>

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Oh how I’m longing for
six straight days of booze
To make me warm inside
and take away this blues<\/p>

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Yeah, I am longing for
six straight days of booze
To make me warm inside
and take away this blues<\/p>

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I have been waiting for a chance
to get out of this place
I’m looking forward to a shot<\/p>

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I have been waiting for a chance
to get out of this place<\/p>

I’m looking forward to a shot
and the company of you<\/p>

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Let’s pack our bags and go
Let’s pack our bags and go (Cause time keeps flying by)
Let’s pack our bags and go (Yeah, time keeps flying)
Let’s pack our bags and go (Cause time keeps flying by)
Let’s pack our bags and go (Time keeps flying)<\/p>

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As the door fell shut<\/p>

I felt a chill down my spine<\/p>

and a cold round my feet<\/p>

It seemed to come from behind<\/p>

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Then the walls came down<\/p>

and I hit the ground<\/p>

The lights went out<\/p>

There was no more sound<\/p>

Except what came from behind<\/p>

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I didn’t see this coming<\/p>

I thought that we were fine<\/p>

I spent my whole life running<\/p>

Guess it made me blind<\/p>

And then it came from behind<\/p>

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And now I wish that we could rewind time<\/p>

back to when all was fine<\/p>

and things just seemed so simple and so pure<\/p>

When all we needed was some private space<\/p>

to lose ourselves in an embrace<\/p>

Oh I’m trying to revert my mind<\/p>

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I sat on a chair<\/p>

My arms were tied<\/p>

I felt two hands \u2018round my neck<\/p>

They seemed to come from behind<\/p>

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I didn’t see this coming<\/p>

I thought we were fine<\/p>

I spent my whole life running<\/p>

Must have made me blind<\/p>

And then it came from behind<\/p>

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And now I’m trying to reset my mind<\/p>

back to when all was fine<\/p>

and things just seemed so simple and so pure<\/p>

When all we needed was some private space<\/p>

to lose ourselves in an embrace<\/p>

Why can’t we just go back in time<\/p>

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Oh I’m trying to revert my mind<\/p>

back to when all was fine<\/p>

and things just seemed so simple and so pure<\/p>

When all we needed was some private space<\/p>

to lose ourselves in an embrace<\/p>

I wish that we could rewind time<\/p>

to when you were still mine<\/p>

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I am at your mercy, honey<\/span><\/p>

I am at your mercy, honey<\/p>

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We\u2019re on a road that\u2019s got no signs<\/p>

With no itinerary<\/p>

Am I heading left or right?<\/p>

On which side will you be?<\/p>

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Girl you gotta let me know what\u2019s coming<\/p>

Girl you gotta let me know<\/p>

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When you gonna give me some clue now, baby<\/p>

I\u2019m waiting for your call<\/p>

I\u2019m ready for the verdict, honey<\/p>

What\u2019s it gonna be you throw<\/p>

A lifeline or a wrecking ball?<\/p>

I am at your mercy, honey<\/p>

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\u2018Cause this path we\u2019re traveling on<\/p>

is paved with indecision<\/p>

And though I\u2019m trying to stand tall<\/p>

I can\u2019t see beyond this junction<\/p>

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Girl you gotta let me know what\u2019s coming<\/p>

Girl you gotta let me know<\/p>

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When you gonna give me some clue now, baby<\/p>

I\u2019m waiting for your call<\/p>

I\u2019m ready for the verdict, honey<\/p>

What\u2019s it gonna be you throw<\/p>

A lifeline or a wrecking ball?<\/p>

I am at your mercy, honey<\/p>

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(Whooo) is gonna rock your boat<\/p>

(Whoooo) is gonna strum your strings<\/p>

(Whoooo) is gonna light your spark<\/p>

(Whoooo) is gonna give you wings<\/p>

(Whoooo) is gonna flip your switch<\/p>

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When you gonna give me some clue now, baby<\/p>

I\u2019m waiting for your call<\/p>

I\u2019m ready for the verdict, honey<\/p>

What\u2019s it gonna be you throw<\/p>

A lifeline or a wrecking ball?<\/p>

I am at your mercy, honey<\/p>

A lifeline or a wrecking ball?<\/p>

Or a wrecking ball?<\/p>

I am at your mercy, honey<\/p>

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Dance On<\/strong><\/span><\/span><\/a> \u00a0\"\"<\/a><\/strong><\/span><\/span><\/h4>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t
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After years of wanting, in lonely despair
A private journey, no-one there
Half-empty glasses, half-empty beds
Conversations forgone in loneliness<\/p>

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Then came the promise, a curse in disguise
Pretense of salvation from the evil eye
Bewitched and deluded, for few can resist
The charm of an enamored narcissist<\/p>

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Then years of sorrow, struggle, and fight
Who is wrong and who is right?
Pain, disappointment, anger, distress
Conversations forgone in faithlessness<\/p>

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But here is the change, the turning of tides
This time it’s for real, so hold on tight<\/p>

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Dance out of the darkness and into the light
Dance on the ceiling, side by side<\/p>

In the kitchen, on the lawn, on a starry night
Dance and sing with all of your might
For you have found love<\/p>

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So dance on, from the morning into the night
In the sun, by a candle, or in the moon light
Dance, dance, for you are the bride
Third time’s the charm, so hold on tight<\/p>

For you have found love
You have found love
Yeah you have found love
You have found love
You have found love<\/p>

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Unspoken\u00a0 <\/span>\"\"<\/a><\/strong><\/span><\/span><\/h4>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t
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As your days are passing by and time is getting short
I wonder, do you think of life and what you took it for<\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/p>\n

Who are you (da da da)<\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/p>\n

As your legs are getting frail and your hips fail to support
I wonder, do you have regrets or worries anymore<\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/p>\n

I may never know the answers and time is passing by
The clock will seal the mystery, its hands guarding the why
Yet through all the quiet moments that we’ve shared
you have always been my dad<\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/p>\n

As your days are passing by and time is getting short
I wonder, do you think of death and what it has in store<\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/p>\n

Who are you (da da da)<\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/p>\n

Even though you value eloquence, mostly we were still
So when it comes to knowing you, I’m not sure I ever will<\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/p>\n

Cause I may never know the answers and time keeps passing by
The clock conceals the mystery, its hands guarding the why
But through all the silent talks that we have had
you have always been my dad<\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/p>\n

Even though you value eloquence, mostly we were still
But when it comes to loving you, I know I always will<\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/p>\n

Through all the silent conversations that we’ve had
You have always been my dad
Even though I never used to call you that
And in spite of all the things we never said
I am glad you are my dad<\/p>\n

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Forgot To Miss You \u00a0<\/span><\/a>\"\"<\/a><\/strong><\/span><\/span><\/h4>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t
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I would see you walking down the street<\/p>

with your inseparable backpack<\/p>

And I would pinch\u00a0my arm, was I asleep<\/p>

or did you somehow\u00a0make it back?\u00a0<\/p>

\u00a0<\/p>

Oh it would surely fit you, dreamer<\/p>

to defy the\u00a0laws\u00a0of life<\/p>

Swim back\u00a0across the Styx, my dear friend<\/p>

to meet your daughter and your wife<\/p>

\u00a0<\/p>

But I haven’t seen you lately<\/p>

Memories fade away<\/p>

And I reluctantly admit<\/p>

I forgot to miss you today<\/p>

\u00a0<\/p>

We would listen to that same old song<\/p>

Texas always got you high<\/p>

I wanna go to heaven, you would sing along<\/p>

But I don’t wanna die<\/p>

\u00a0<\/p>

I’ve\u00a0played it endlessly since you’ve been gone<\/p>

It never failed to make me cry<\/p>

and\u00a0think about the things we could have done<\/p>

and wonder why, why?\u00a0<\/p>

\u00a0<\/p>

But I haven’t played it lately<\/p>

Memories fade away<\/p>

And I halfheartedly admit<\/p>

I forgot to miss you today<\/p>

\u00a0<\/p>

For\u00a0time’s an eraser<\/p>

It\u00a0brushes\u00a0lives away<\/p>

And I really hope you won’t<\/p>

leave for good one day<\/p>

\u00a0<\/p>

But I haven’t seen you lately<\/p>

Memories fade away<\/p>

And I ashamedly admit<\/p>

I forgot to miss you today<\/p>

\u00a0<\/p>

Forgot to miss you today<\/p>

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