"The Inbetween" - Jamison Murphy: Barn House Sessions 

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Jamison Murphy and his band perform a live in-studio version of his original song "The Inbetween" at Barn House in Minnesota.
The Band:
Jamison Murphy - Lead Vocals
Brian Johnson - Guitar
Leng Moua - Guitar
Matt Peterson - Bass
Aaron Rosell - Keyboards
Craig Rosell - Drums
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Recorded in April 2012 at Barn House in Mahtomedi, MN
Filmed by Cole Seidl & Katie Koerschner
Engineered by Michael Forbess
Mixed/Edited by Jamison Murphy
Special thanks to the owners of Barn House, August Ogren and his family. Visit August online at augustogren.com.
© Jamison Murphy | "The Inbetween" is an unreleased song written by Jamison Murphy. Jamison will be releasing his debut record with Grammy-nominated producer Warren Huart during the fall of 2013.
Lyrics to "The Inbetween"
I still got the scratches from our last goodbye.
You stormed out the front door, my pride on the floor,
and with tears in your eyes.
You left in a hurry, and they say that, "Time flies,"
but it seems like forever,
and you say you need more than,
"I promise. I'll try."
'Cause bold are the lies we believe in to quiet our minds
when convincing ourselves under reason of a terrible kind.
Now, we're at it again, spitting fire to defend who we are.
And all the while, we're just praying we don't fall apart.
I'm setting the table-two places, tonight.
I'll do what I must to make you say,
"It was just another senseless fight."
But I can't say I blame you.
My problem's severe,
and if I could do it again, I would send you
a letter saying to run away from here.
'Cause bold are the lies we believe in to quiet our minds
when convincing ourselves under reason of a terrible kind.
Now, we're at it again, spitting fire to defend who we are.
And all the while, we're just praying we don't fall apart.
Even when it grows through love and all the inbetween,
keep it when it flows above the fall within our dreams.
(Keep it up)
Even when it grows through love and all the inbetween,
(Keep it up)
keep it when it flows above the fall within our dreams.
'Cause bold are the lies we believe in to quiet our minds
when convincing ourselves under reason of a terrible kind.
Now, we're at it again, spitting fire to defend who we are.
And all the while, we're just praying we don't fall apart.