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2003.06.02 
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Release Code:
W607 (black vinyl) 
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0 54391 66617 8 
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5439 16661 7 
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45 
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Second, and last, vinyl single of Zwan. The b-side of Lyric is a cover of Bob Dylan, performed live at The Hideout Inn, Chicago.

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Track List

  • Lyric
    •  1 . Lyric
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      Length: 3:17

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      Additional Info: Zwan song.

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      Lyrics

      Here comes my faith to carry me on

      A faith, not a grave

      A fight to stay strong

      So I stand accused of playing numb

      I know it as wrong

      For I give my strength

      I give my heart

      Take these chains

      And hold them as ours

      For I must shine

      And I will a star

      In a season all mine

      A lyric, a time, a crusade, a line

      One minute, a friend, a road without end

      A lyric, a time, a crusade, a line

      One minute, a friend, a road without end

      So here is the view

      I cast about

      I’m leaving no room

      For you to get out

      You’ll never get out

      Dove, can’t you cry without an aside

      Be warm invite

      I need you as my way

      Across my life

      To spend these years

      Create a new thought

      For I give you strength

      And offer my heart

      Take these chains

      And hold them as ours

      For I must star

      And I will shine

      In a season all mine

      A lyric, a time, a crusade, a line

      One minute, a friend, a road without end

      A lyric, a time, a crusade, a line

      One minute, a friend, a road without end

      A lyric, a time, a crusade, a line

      One minute, a friend, a road without end

      A lyric, a time, a crusade, a line

      One minute, a friend, a road without end

      A road without end

    •  2 . Nobody ‘Cept You
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      Length: 4:13

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      Additional Info: Cover of Bob Dylan, performed acoustically live by David Pajo (Zwan).

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      There’s nothing around here to me that’s sacred

      ‘Cept you, yeah you

      There’s nothing ’round here to me that matters

      ‘Cept you, yeah you

      You’re the one I’m reaching for

      You’re the one that I admire

      Every time we meet together I feel like I’m on fire

      There’s nothing that matters to me

      And there’s nothing I desire

      ‘Cept you, yeah you

      There’s nothing around here I want to try for

      ‘Cept you, yeah you

      There’s nothing at the hideout to live or die for

      ‘Cept you, yeah you

      There’s a hum I used to hear in churches all the time

      Make me feel so good inside

      So peaceful, so sublime

      And there’s nothing that reminds me of that old familiar chime

      ‘Cept you, yeah you

      Used to run in cemeteries

      Dance and run and sing when I was a child

      And it never seemed strange

      But now I pass by mournfully

      Pass the bones of life when they are piled

      I know something has changed

      I’m a stranger here and no one sees me

      ‘Cept you, yeah you

      There’s no one here that wants to see me

      ‘Cept you, yeah you

      Nothing hypnotizes me or holds me in its spell

      Everything runs by me just like water from a well

      They all want my attention

      They all got something to sell

      ‘Cept you, yeah you

      I’m in love with you

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