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    "Stained Wood Door"genre: Indie
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    A moody ride through a rainy day with mixed emotions
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    Credits: Jesus, Wood Stain and Dave Kresl

    Story Behind the Song
    Another rainy day alone with the dog staring at the door,
    with perhaps a little flashback from psillicin?

    Lyrics
    I saw Jesus' face on a stained wood door
    underneath the painted walls I sink through the floor
    she opened the door, two let me in
    it was a redheaded girl and a stupid grin
    went for a walk under the forgotten moon
    underneath the pie late summer shroom
    colors move my eyes again and again
    and again

    Back through the alley; cat comes to me
    as I walk underneath a willow tree
    back to the kitchen need to find a spoon
    to go back to the alley where my flowers bloom
    saw Jesus' face on a stain wood door
    he said follow me if your looking for more
    looking back I thought to myself
    only to myself
    are you real, are you real
    stain wood door

    Stood with his angels in a town full of sin
    said this is where apocalypse begins
    ate the fruits from Ms. summers eve
    woke up in the alley still didn't believe
    hear this voice inside my head
    says some day soon you'll find love my friend
    standing' here I thought to myself
    only to myself
    are you real, are you real
    are you real, are you real
    stain wood door

    I saw Jesus' face on a stain wood door
    underneath the painted walls I sink through the floor
    she slammed the door to keep me out
    this is what my reality is about

    Saw an old man sitting on a bench
    could of swore I knew him
    we must of been friends
    Stepping back I thought to myself
    only to myself
    are you real, are you real
    stain wood door, stain wood door.

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