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Often Sleight
04:55
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Things have refined again
But I find myself back here
Maybe less grit this time
But I still taste the salt in tears
Hold out so you can wait
To organize your day
Got no problem with compromise
Especially telling lies
A sad, lost soul
Thought one day you'd know
Pure hands often sleight
Call out the innocent
You know you had a part in this
With me getting all confused
And hours reaching out to you
Hold out for contentment
Call it time well spent
When everyone's going out
I think we should stay in
A sad, old soul
Thought one day you'd know
Your hands often sleight
Clarity, for now
Maybe it's useless
I'm getting calmed down
Touching confusion
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2. |
Drop a Stone
03:23
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I see you talking, revolution barking
Style’s evading, no look it’s what they’re saying now
You started feeling down
About what you found out now
That you’re older, since the world got colder
Wait, hold that phone, while I
Drop a stone on you
You won’t have clues
On who holds the blame
Who made the world insane
In your window frame
The chants I heard down the street
I see them on TV
You’ve been wading, desperately debating truth
And I’ve been saying, who knows what’s best for you?
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3. |
Highway
05:33
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When a hand opens your eyes
A deep red tint splashed in your mind
With lips, and eyes, and hands, and thighs
No sound, but a look that I recognize
You can kind of hear it
A dissonance in our spirit
It's almost as if I didn't think about
what you knew and how you speak
You could own me
Pick it up and show me
That's right you can hold me
Pick me up and throw me
Strangely reminded of family binds
Permanent feelings with changes dimed
I've been real patient, I look for signs
But if you're not ready, I'll swim the tide
I'm grateful for that slow sore
What fun is life when passion don't pull you
You could own me
Pick it up and show me
That's right you can hold me
Pick me up and throw me
You could own me
Pick it up and show me
That's right you can hold me
Pick me up and throw me
Please own me
Pick it up and show me
That's right you can hold me
Pick me up and throw me
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4. |
Certain Sway
06:08
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I'm a lie
I'm an untold lie of our kind
I move with precision covering all my tracks, just so I can try
To get inside
To infiltrate the depths of your mind
No original thought, just casting them like the problem so you will find
Secrets that drive me and you
Reasons we can't tell the truth
I don't mean anything that I am telling you
Reasons I try to ignore megaphones we've all endured
I'm not above this mess
That's how I find my bliss
On the phone
Annoyed it makes you feel less alone
What part you want me to play?
Mimic things you do and say just to end this game
An avatar
A photocopy of who you are
The picture is great but not quite fitting my taste, tell me what to say
Lost in the aisles, a blur
Can I help you sir?
I had to laugh I guess
No I'm good thank you miss
Where is the soundness of mind?
Where the hell they put it this time?
I'll find the next best thing
I'll look where I haven't seen
All the lies
All the petty lies
All the time
All the precious time
And you know a few months later I'll leave you alone
And you know a few months later rivers turn to stone
And you know a few months later rivers churn stone
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5. |
Mean
05:01
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You rode in that car again
To cut somebody’s brakes again
No one knows what you’ve been through
And you know exactly what to do
I try to assume what will come true
The worst in me expects the worst in you
You’re never here, you just look through
But it’s not like I would need you
Greased hands, but the grip is tight as hell
Picked out, an indictment of sight and smell
Stayed strong, there’s no reason to doubt
This thought, I got in the lost and found
I try to assume what will come true
The worst in me expects the worst in you
You’re never here, you just look through
But it’s not like I would need you
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6. |
Sunday Morning
03:13
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7. |
Ocean View
03:37
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It's hard to know
Relationships that grow
Seconds are weeks
In golden niche
Rocks on the beach
On vacation I fear them
Stone face cries
Time spent losing touch with you
I was looking for an ocean view
Disciplined myself with the motions of acting
Content with friendships refracting
I'm unaware of where I stare
Holding out for a better reaction
Comfortable with this natural acting
We just met here, but you got a best friend leer
Stone face cries
Time spent losing touch with you
I'm busy with this ocean view
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8. |
Lapse
05:41
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Can you repeat for me
What your line was?
I'm struggling to remember
What I should have said
Whispers float in air
Which one did you send?
I've been hearing so much
My listening is dead
What's the line
I've been told I'm not what you had in mind
If you get to the point of rancor
Maybe I'll remember the scene
Sorry about all the reminders
These blue threads confuse me
What's the line?
I've been told I'm not what you had in mind
Halting grace
Faded Form
All things that you would mimic and more
Cue my graceful exit
Motions all done
Tomorrow, we'll try this but slow
What's your line?
What's your time?
Without all these people you've had in mind
I'm impressed
Just like classic sitcoms
You see it move, but it feels dead
Just like your favorite show
It just numbs the flow
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9. |
Ear to the Ground
04:30
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Waiting for the secret,
Kept up in the nightstand,
Tell me why you must groan,
And pretend that it's all good.
I know we're not young pups,
I just thought it would make more sense by now,
Thinking I got fooled.
When you get to the end you'll know,
100 miles to go,
Keep your ear to the ground,
Please don't make a sound.
The crux of it all is,
Tucked between the cushions,
The point of boulder is to keep pushing it around.
When you get to the end you'll know,
100 miles to go,
Keep your ear to the ground,
Please don't make a sound.
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10. |
Present Lien
05:05
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You finished the last one today
you shut off but don't leave that state,
The tumerity of your wound up mind,
I get it, We've all been there too,
Thinking like you.
I'm not the bad guy,
Don't claim that you need,
To eat shit and say it's pudding,
They'll always be something,
but you're here now,
Undress and let it be seen.
It will be okay, I promise
Thank god you're alive after all this,
What raises your blood to boil,
Won't even tip scales in 6 months,
Trees in forrest,
Can you see trees and forrest,
Can you even see outside yourself and,
Let it inform.
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