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Let me first say that John Mayer is AMAZING!! If any of you have not seen him, you must do it soon. I mean, his recordings are just great anyway, but he's so much better in person. He's also a lot bigger and hotter in person. But the music, man, it was gooood. He makes everything look so easy and yeah, well, he was just tha best. He sang some of his new stuff, and I wasn't disappointed. The new album comes out Sept. 9th, so you should all go buy it.
The Counting Crows were good, too. I didn't know a lot of their songs, only the ones they've released. I like them a lot more now. Really high energy, those boys.
The only group I got to meet was Graham Colton, the opening band. They're really good, so if you haven't heard them you should go download one of their songs or something. They were real nice guys, and real cute, too. The other guys were fenced in, so there was no way to bug them for stuff.
Anyway, it was good fun.
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Blue morning, blue morning Wrapped in strands of fist and bone Curiosity kitten Doesn't have to mean you're on your own
You can look outside your window He doesn't have to know We can talk awhile, baby We can take it nice and slow
All your life is such a shame, shame, shame All your love is just a dream, dream, dream
Are you happy where you're sleeping? Does he keep you safe and warm? Does he tell you when you're sorry? Does he tell you when you're wrong?
I've been watching you for hours It's been years since we were born We were perfect when we started I've been wondering where we've gone
All your life is such a shame, shame, shame All your love is just a dream, dream, dream
I dreamt I saw you walking up a hillside in the snow Casting shadows on the winter sky as you stood there Counting crows One for sorrow, two for joy Three for girls and four for boys Five for silver, six for gold and Seven for a secret never to be told
There's a bird that nests inside you Sleeping underneath your skin When you open up your wings to speak I wish you'd let me in
All your life is such a shame, shame, shame All your love is just a dream, dream, dream
Open up your eyes You can see the flames, flames, flames of your wasted life You should be ashamed You don't want to waste your life baby I walk along these hillsides in the summer 'neath the sunshine I am feathered by the moonlight falling down on me Change, change, change
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