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A Daunting Thought
02:29
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Stumbling Blocks
03:04
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Far, But Never Gone
02:56
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I Need Your Devotion
05:24
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My Poor Heart
02:21
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Timing is Everything
01:47
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Amongst Burnt Out Stars
03:17
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Until You Fall Apart
04:15
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Exploding Flowers Los Angeles, California
"Watermelon / Peacock is a return to the past, power pop fun with reverb drenched vocals, chiming 12 string, all the good stuff wrapped up in bite sized gems" -Bob Scott, The Bats
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