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Love's the only thing.
01:44
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call me back please let me know
what it is that I need to let go
I've got all these scars on my face
and a whole bunch of blood that's out place
I seem to always have a giggle on my mind
there's something so hilarious about time
and all these people trying to pick up dimes
if they ever looked up who knows what they'd find
stars that explode and stars that blind
blackholes that eat away at time
like the gravity between yours and mine
love's the only thing.
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2. |
every poem, every dream
03:13
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goin down to the other side of town
goin to see some friends of mine; gonna see what's on their mind
do you have the time to tell me what you find
when you go searching for the truth
when you go looking for what's you
beauty in a dark place
do you have room to give it space
can you touch can you see can you smell
all the things that have kept you well?
every locked door every broken key
everything forgotten every broken memory
every river every stream
every poem
every dream
has brought you back to me
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3. |
You lead.
02:01
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I'm at the edge of my seat at the end of the world,
but you still see me as just a little girl.
I remember you when you were just a little child
when hope ran through your veins and you were beautiful and wild.
You lead.
I'm walking through the night and I'm wondering where you are
is that a commit that I see or just a shooting star
I don't know what to do and I don't know what to say
I wanna ask you but you're so far away
You lead.
No matter where I go I will take a part of you
and no matter how old you'll have a part of me too.
Golden hearts together even when they're black and blue
honest to the bone and buried int he truth.
You lead.
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4. |
speak so loud
01:28
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I only run because I want to be closer to you
I only scream because I want to conceal what is true
I hold you until the sky turns blue
I hold you until I know what to do
It seems like you read my mind almost every other day
I like how you read my mind so I know just what to say
the silence speaks so loud
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5. |
cents//sense
02:52
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oh it's raining here, what about you and where you are?
where have you been this year?
have you stayed home or have you traveled far?
What did you find when you sunk down deep inside?
Still, in my mind.
Stealing hours, stealing time
They tried to break me, but I'm always trying to break free.
They tried to break in, but they only made it as far as the skin.
In my mouth, that's where the words live in a house
built, built with brick, that's where they lay their heads and sleep in
all their dreams keep them from ever waking up early to spend
days, wasted days
working so hard trying to get paid
cents, it makes no sense
you can't buy back the time you spent
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6. |
Pain is pain by any name
01:52
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I don't want to let you go
thank you for letting me know
that all my love was not for granted
here's to taking chances
how my heart was broken
how my silence spoken
fears fell down just like rain
pain is pain by any name
did you hear it rain?
could you hear me sing
all the songs I wrote about you
I swear every word was true
and will always be
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7. |
plant myself a person
01:23
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I laid down my head to feel
I don't want to care for fear
give them something they can feel
give them something they can steal
take it with you anywhere
anywhere you go
let your mind bleed a little, then maybe you'll know
happy to be no one, no one at all
happy to dig a hole into which I will fall
plant myself a person who I will become
give myself some rain and give myself some sun
who I was before I was nothing at all
is who I will be before and after the fall
after the fall
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I want to sing like Miles plays
I long to see those darkened days
when I can sit quietly at home
and spend all my time alone
I love the way the blackbird sings
I love the frozen start of spring
I love the way that winter dies
I love the way the bluebird cries
oh, that slipping feeling
enters my mind
and I start dreaming
from time to time
there's a slipping hair off my head
and I remember all the things she said
about how she had to let go
and how I will someday know
oh, that slipping feeling
enters my mind
and I start dreaming
from time to time
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9. |
lichen and moss
01:46
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I used to drive mountains so slow
I used to climb fields where no one goes
I used to sleep roads where there's no light
I used to build brick in silence at night
I used to run fast on broken legs
I used to sing songs with feet on my neck
I used to dig a whole every spring
where I would lay down to be nothing
but now I'm just lost, nowhere to go
like the lichen and the moss, grow so slow
have I even changed at all?
who am I now?
like the caterpillar crawls on the ground
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10. |
Hungry Mother
02:03
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sleepin in a cabin for several nights
hope me and my baby don't get in a fight
I'm always wrong but it's alright
as long as we get back together at night
I got an old dog he don't know how to lay
he's getting too old to run away
he stays by my side both night and day
I'm pretty sure we even dream the same
stars don't look the same from here
daylight watch them disappear
climb a mountain just to walk back down
get to where I'm going then I turn around
stars don't look the same from here
a fireplace will keep you warm at night
but not like your baby holding you tight
with an old dog to warm your toes
if there's a better feeling only heaven knows
stars don't look the same from here
daylight watch them disappear
climb a mountain just to walk back down
get to where I'm going then I turn around
stars don't look the same from here
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11. |
Sequela
01:02
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your mind keeps tripping and
you keep slippin on things you haven't seen in a while
your memory sustains but nothing remains
of the things you held when you were a child
the pain endures like you hadn't heard
it's been time to let it go for awhile
so just turn it around into a sound
or a poem that could make somebody smile
sequela
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12. |
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I don't know if I'm capable of anything today
I can feel the space between my teeth and all the words I say
they told me to believe you but I just can't obey
curiosity has found me in the gutter again
nothing better
tired and sleep run away from me
I'm down but I can't settle
yawnies come from my gut painted with green tea and nettle
I wonder if I fit enough in is it surplus or is it deficient
I try to walk fast and read real quick, but my gears are inefficient
nothing better
the blues are bad, but not as before
rainy day wash me clean
I spoke too soon, I spoke too slow, but you don't know what I mean
I'm innocent and I'm also lost but my integrity is pristine
I left too soon and I went too far, but I hope to see you again
nothing better
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13. |
ugly lovers
01:38
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thank God for everything I wanted that I didn't get
thank God for the memories still filled with regret
thank God for the broken hearts that I learned to let go
thank God for the friends who passed me on their way back home
I buried them in graveyards made from ashes in the snow
we held hands as we both wandered where we ought to go
thank God until now we didn't know where we would be
back then we had futures ahead as far as we could see
Thank God for the pains I felt in my head and in my hands
for every broken step and for all the fallow land
for every tree that falls and is caught in another's hands
for every word you gave me that I don't understand
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14. |
Bobagem Forever
01:16
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looking at it from the other side I wish I had a chance to say goodbye
an now you're gone and it's too late and
that's the kind of thing in life I hate
I hate that time seems to move so fast
and I hate that nothing in this life will last
and I hate that clouds disappear from the sky
and no one has a good answer why
and I loved the way you looked at me
and I loved the way we talked so free
I loved standing in the corner with you
and I loved the way your face was blue
and I loved the way your eyes were red
and I loved all the silly stupid words that you said
and I loved that we didn't have words at all
and I loved how together into silence we'd fall
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15. |
creepen
02:25
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it's been so long since I've been seen I wonder if I'm still me
it's been so long since I've been heard I wonder if I still breathe
it's been so long since we've talked, but I still remember what you say
it's been so long since we walked by I still remember your gate
creepin
I'm a ghost to myself to somebody else if memory serves em right
I talk to myself I scream and I yell I'm never alone at night
I trim my beard the image is clear you just don't listen right
creepin
you can change who you are as long as nobody else is around
you can speak just like a shooting star without even making a sound
sometimes still silence is the sound that is most profound
but I know a dog who said it well when he buried his bones in the ground
creepin
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16. |
ready to go
02:23
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hit the gas and hurry up, I'm way way past having had enough
as many stars are in the sky, that's how many times they crossed my lines
go, gotta go
I take the blame almost every time
my tears start to taste like blood and wine
I'm the one who gets crucified when it's everybody else's ass on the line
go, gotta go
I should have left a long time ago
but I've always been so, so slow
at packing up and getting ready to leave
so I guess in the end the problem is me
go, gotta go
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