1. |
11:11
02:28
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your lights shine through the window
you're awake when i arrive
it's not that we're distracted
but we'll probably stay up all night
and there's no rhyme or reason to it
we'll have it no other way
this wasn't how i planned on it to be
but it's where the pieces fell in place
now i'm stumbling to your door
make my way up to the stairs
i've probably made this trip before
but i'm always left so unprepared
but you're special kind of being
and someday i hope to be the same
i've still got so much to learn about you
but sometimes i can't wait
and there's no rhyme or reason to it
we'll have it no other way
this wasn't how i planned on it to be
but it's where the pieces fell in place.
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2. |
under our sleeves
03:01
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as we're driving away
we just know how it is
heading north through the fields
that we worked in as kids
we pass row after row
as they form up in lines
for a handful of pennies
and a pocketful of dimes
the moths on my door
they reminds me of habits
i thought i didn't have anymore
in the valley
we all have a vice or three
in the backs of our closets
or under our sleeves
under our sleeves.
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3. |
make the trek again
02:03
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it's the little things
you put in place
spread out on floors
in too many ways
you can't count on times
but we'll soon forget
don't trust a word
and back towards the nearest exit
there's a different face
and it's every night
there's a task at hand
and it's whatever feels right
as the moment we live for
is the moment we're in
and even when it fails
we'll just make the trek again
a slow exhale is a soft embrace
while the city sleeps
through dimpled window panes
can't count on times
but we'll soon forget
can't trust a word
just back towards the nearest exit.
a slow exhale is a soft embrace
while the city sleeps
through dimpled window panes
can't count on times
but we'll soon forget
can't trust a word
just back towards the nearest exit.
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4. |
now + then
02:36
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i've been seeing your face
at night in my dreams
you visit so sudden
as if everything seems
closer than it's ever been
to seeing you again
but wouldn't be right
except for now and then
probably downtown in the company
of the company we share
in some drinking establishment
i probably won't care to be in
for the hours spending
my pockets away again
i know it's not right
but it happens now and then
and i'll wake in the morning
and wonder if it was all a dream
because you visit so sudden
and everything seems
alright for an instance
because i saw you again
but it's only a moment
that happens now and then
and when i drink to myself
another night in a row
i think that i should write you
but i already know
that a letter can't begin to say
and a song won't make amends
i've been doing it all wrong these days
but it happens now and then
and i've been seeing your face
at night in my dreams
you visit so sudden
as if everything seems
closer than it's ever been
to seeing you again
but wouldn't be right
except for now and then.
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5. |
january
02:36
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it's January and time to go
and time to go
and the ones who kept you here
aren't here anymore
and the reasons in other cities
call louder than ever before
this January means
it's time go
and there's no blame dear
we're clear as the sun
when everybody you love
moves out or moves on.
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6. |
goodbye dove
03:23
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and i know the words of the birds
they're floating by my window
in a sea of swords, swimming towards
a light that did misguide me
it's not hard for me to lose myself
it's not hard for me to lose myself
it's hard for me to lose myself
she said
because i've been picking flowers from a garden
sitting in my room and pressing them in books
and waiting for someone better
to bring me something better
put my words up to my chest
and i swear by the sun
i'm doing my best
i'm doing my best
it's not so bad after all, after all
there's an orange blossom
growing out my window
it's not so bad after all, after all
last night i dreamt my cat
was an angel
where we've come
where we've been
where we're going
it's all the same
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