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Bad News
03:21
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when the cold air smells like the times
when you were happy
you could fall around me.
when the fire jumps and holds your eyes
almost all night
you could fall around me.
over and over again
i still can’t remember
what it took to bring this warmth to life.
i know you’d break your back
and you’d break the bank for us.
tonight, we could drink until the dawn
no worry to hang over our heads.
but now you won’t leave the house
you say no sun is coming out.
well, it’s so sad to see. so sad to see.
all these ghosts are gonna get it
i want a boring house to live in for a change
i’m sending out all these letters
but reading them is getting harder these days
started a book about bad luck
and how to cope with growing up
the regrets and the work days
and all the bad news
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2. |
Way Back
02:47
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way back. i’m going way back.
went back, where i grew up
the same street, but something’s missing.
i can’t feel how it felt
i can’t help. i should be missing it.
but i’m not missing it.
hey love.
you always dim with time, love.
hey love.
i can’t make up my mind, love.
there’s a barely missing spell.
and i know that i knew it once.
to put everything in place.
but it must have slipped my mind.
there’s a barely missing spell.
to bring all the color back.
to bring all our friends back.
and we can start to live again.
i was sure that, given time
i could bring the world back,
i could slow the minutes.
i was sure that, given time
i could learn the way
i could learn the way back.
went back, where i grew up.
the same street, but something’s missing.
i can’t feel how it felt.
i can’t help. i should be missing it.
but i’m not missing it.
i’m not missing it.
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3. |
Beautiful Trouble
03:21
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there’s places i can not visit
they’re in my mind and town
they’re in our homes
they’re in the haunts
where we once hung around
lightning pains, dull then sharp and strong
moves into my veins, down my legs and arms
your shape forms
flicker in and out your shadow forms
i've seen it before
in my dreams, we were young
i saw you fade from this world
but you held on.
you were pieces tied together for us
but you held on.
making beautiful trouble.
running in circles just trying to find a way back there
where summer had welcomed us.
running in circles just trying to find a back there.
flicker in and out your shadow that i had seen before.
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4. |
Goodnight Moon
03:37
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the flowers
we kill them
when we pick them
why can’t we just watch
a life grow unbothered
well i know i could barely watch
it’s the ones who touch the sun who we lose first
it’s the ones who touch the sun that leave us to bloom alone
it waits inside me now
the presence of your loss growing
a garden i have to tend
before it gets out of control
and so i know you’re close
oh oh, i know you’re close
goodnight moon, i miss you.
i’ve been looking out our window like we used to.
now i’m growing old without you, but i still feel your pull.
you knew before us cuz you watched all your petals fall.
and i saw at the end.
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5. |
Surf Bed
02:24
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i don’t really know what i’m doing anymore.
it’s possible i never did but i never really cared to notice
been surfing on this bed all around the city
it looks like fun
but only makes me dizzy.
have any of these houses ever felt like home?
do you wonder what is in that air when it fills your lungs?
is anything in the sky familiar?
or is it covered by something sinister
i don’t really know what i’m doing anymore.
i’m looking to the person that i once was
what happened to those days where she would just hum along?
she was waiting for the rest of her life to come
but what i’ve found, is there’s only now.
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6. |
Heavy Hearts
02:23
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say goodbye to your heavy heart
i’ve got this handled for the two of us.
thought we’d clean this mess up together
but it seems i’ll do it alone again.
it was sad to know
i can’t find you any reason not to go.
and we know its eye for an eye
i can’t find you any reason that’d you’d stay.
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7. |
Mr. C's Amazing Trip
03:24
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tide is high and i’m getting windy again
i am weak that i know
the waves are so strong i can’t do this alone.
so you describe the water as i choke all the words out
about all the storms i've weathered
you made me see it’s true
that i’ve always found my way.
i was wreckage thrown against the wall when you found me
i was wreckage thrown against the wall
so we built a basic structure and added more and more and more each year
so i can grow a little stronger more and more and more and more each year
i was wreckage thrown against the wall when you found me
i was wreckage thrown against the wall so we built a basic structure and added more and more and more each year, so i can grow a little stronger more and more and more and more each year
the door was open back at our old place
we never locked it up
well, unless we went away.
i grabbed for some memories
that floated in my mind.
i think we slept through the fireworks
and woke up to wait in line
but i have always found my way.
thought if i could run between the raindrops it would be enough
but i'm weary, yeah i'm weary and i can't get things done.
the tide is high and i’m getting windy again.
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8. |
Hateful Kids
02:44
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we believe in guns and never-ending war
just like the good christians that have come before.
we believe in spite, alternative facts
the jesus in our hearts has got the hate to match.
we are matching backwards now
following our worst instincts.
does it make you sad?
what our country thinks of intelligence
does it feel so bad?
that the government is run by hateful kids
hateful and bold, we fall down
put a cup where our jobs went
fill it up with resentment
take it out, not on the ones who deserve it
not the heads of corporations
point the blame in tribal directions.
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9. |
Worn Out Soles
03:29
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i’ve still got these
same old worn out soles.
took me everywhere
but never brought me home.
i’ve been trying to take it as it goes.
with these dried out hands
and aching in my bones.
this aching in my bones.
you can’t sell me on the present
like you sold me on the past
i’ve got one good eye
looking for a way to take me back.
wouldn’t buy another reason
to pretend that it’s not gone
overlooked, underdressed, and missing home
…. missing home.
i’ve been watching the busy people go
if i can keep on moving
maybe i’ll feel less alone.
i’m not keeping time.
i’m just passing by.
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maybe i’m fortunate
i’m not tied down to anything.
i used to think that there would
be a time and a place for us.
we can escape
you and me
and these bodies.
you wouldn’t recognize
the man i’ve become
but you are the string that keeps
me holding on.
i know i said that i’d write to you.
but life is the wraith i’m running from.
i’ve been here before
but i’m getting better now.
i’m getting better now.
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