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  1. Cope

<font color="#993300"><strong>Perhaps reaching a bit futher than we should have, Cope was a massive undertaking for the tiny Roland 8-track recorder that we used. Comprised of several ideas linked into one giant production and clocking in at just under thirteen minutes, this is a conceptual piece that examines the human recovery process following the loss of a loved one. Yeah, just your average everyday feel-good anthem. Actually, Cope is pretty dark. You probably don't want to throw this on at party. Stick with it...the last section(Clear Blue Skies) is well worth the wait. Play this and you can get &quot;down&quot; with Deepwell.</strong></font>

Lyrics

<strong><font color="#ffcc00">parts 1 &amp; 2 written by Ronnie Smith<br />
part 3 written by Steven Bates<br />
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<font color="#ffffff">part 1</font></font></em></strong>&nbsp; <strong><em><font size="3">S</font></em></strong></font><font size="3"><font color="#ffcc00"><strong><em>lowly Learning</em></strong><br />
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<font color="#ccffff">slowly I&rsquo;m learning the <br />
world is still turning <br />
time clocks and traffic <br />
birthdays and laughing <br />
sad and heartbroken <br />
this moment seems frozen <br />
guess I have been chosen <br />
just asking myself why <br />
things of yours surround me <br />
reminding me of you <br />
guess I should put them all away <br />
but it&rsquo;s all I have left to hold on to&nbsp;<br />
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bitter but coping <br />
my soul has been cut open <br />
nothing much matters <br />
emotions in tatters <br />
wishfully hoping <br />
I&rsquo;ll wake from this bad dream <br />
but my hopes are fading <br />
with each passing day <br />
things of yours surround me <br />
reminding me of you <br />
guess I should put them all away <br />
but it&rsquo;s all I have left to hold on to&nbsp;<br />
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sometimes I want to open up the door and scream your name <br />
it seems that everyone around me looks at me like I&rsquo;m insane <br />
they don&rsquo;t feel&nbsp;the pain <br />
they don&rsquo;t know&nbsp;the pain <br />
they don&rsquo;t feel&nbsp;the pain <br />
they don&rsquo;t know&nbsp;the pain</font></font> <br />
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<font color="#ffcc00"><strong><em><font color="#ffffff" size="3">part 2</font></em></strong>&nbsp; </font><em><strong><font size="3"><font color="#ffcc00">Fly Away</font>&nbsp;<br />
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<font color="#ffcc00"><strong><em><font size="3"><br />
<font color="#ffffff">part 3</font> Clear Blue Sky</font></em></strong>&nbsp;<br />
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<strong><font color="#ccffff" size="3">how did I find myself here <br />
I must have lost my sight <br />
I&rsquo;d read the writing on the wall <br />
if I could reach the light <br />
moving in a circle <br />
is a rut I realize <br />
I&rsquo;ve pulled myself from this hole <br />
but I feel so paralyzed <br />
yes I feel so paralyzed <br />
and all I see is clear blue skies <br />
and all I see is clear blue skies <br />
it isn&rsquo;t my intention to bore you with my plight <br />
I know I&rsquo;ll see you all again <br />
in clear blue skies</font></strong>