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Here I am learning to love again
I thought forgetting was the hard part
That's the problem, I don't need another friend
I've got so many and I'm losing track of them
I know how hard it gets at times
but don't you worry, darling, you are not alone
I wish I could pick you up and bring you somewhere you love were you can hunt and never catch cold.
And the things I've learned from everyone
is to forgo all your plans
forever waiting
you've gotta find your reasons
or at least try while you can
yeah I'm full of hypocrisy
but you'll learn to love it, just like all the others do
I wish I could pick you up and bring you somewhere you love were you can hunt
Where you know where your going.
Try to let it out
and walk away from love
until you find our where you've been.
watch out where your going
just try to let it out
and become what you want, again.
And the things I've learned from everyone
is to forgo all your plans
forever waiting
you've gotta find your reasons
and just do the best you can.
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Autumn Sonata
04:15
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Pack your bags and go, honestly I don't need friends any more.
come back home so i can feel safe
you say we are the same
I don't see any resemblance at all
it's what you needed, and not the warmth of your daughters love
Come back home
It's were you go
The years have come and gone, I've been counting
see my children, that's my car parked on the road
your back home, but I don't feel safe
there's one things you should know,
ever since you left I haven't felt calm at all
the neglect that you showed us has left me jaded and with a hearth cold as stone.
Come back home
It's were you go
I'm back home to show you love
and make up for the past I have tossed
for I'm wrong, yes this I know
and nothing I can do will make this gone
but god knows that I have chose
to redeem my life for a chance to be whole
and I know, there wont be a day were you don't feel my love.
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Insurance
02:49
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You'll find me somewhere in the city
or in a place where I'm not from.
In a foreign land, I'll stand there suffocating
waiting for a helping hand.
But it is late, It seems the sun is setting
on more than just the sand.
And as the wind is getting colder
wrap your arm around my shoulders
and follow me to the edge
just like we did when we were friends.
We broke the mould and paid for damages
Don't be dramatic, you'll just confuse the kids.
We're looking less like family
and more like casualties
the kind we leave in our wake as we get what we need
In fourteen hours, all this will be ours
How we live is who we are
And if you can't afford to make it
Don't wait until it's gone,
Play along or just stay home
And I can't wait, but it seems the sun is setting
on more than just my plans
And i won't get the chance to know,
What time of year the leaves turn gold
and if you see dad please tell me so.
We broke the mould and paid for damages
Don't be dramatic, you'll just confuse the kids.
We're looking less like family and more like casualties
the kind we leave in our wake as we get what we need
I'm standing on your shoulders while you're struggling to breath, and I'm above the water complaining no ones here with me (or something like that).
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Anchors
03:01
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There was a girl in my old town
She had the highest hopes of anyone around
She used to sit and talk to me about all the things that She'd be
But the weight of time has only kept her down.
There was a man I used to know
A little older maybe thirty six years old
He used to sit and talk to me about his misery
and tell me, "kid, it's no fun gettin old"
And I'd sit and listen and pretend like I care,
but all I want to be is who I am.
And as I try to put the pieces back to where I found them
you fade away and long for yesterday
the people in this town are who I am.
And as the tread marks tend to fade
the white lines get brighter everyday
There was a time i used to think
that getting older meant slowing down and eventually giving in
but now i see that it was worth it
yeah my wife and kids they make this perfect.
And I try to listen and pretend like I care,
but all I want to be is who I am.
And as I try to put the pieces back to where I found them
you fade away and long for yesterday
the people in this town are who I am.
And as the tread marks tend to fade
the white lines get brighter everyday
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Homes
04:39
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I've been running the same back roads all my life
and I remember the day they caved in
I muttered the words "i'm poor, but broken"
The asphalt cracked and then caved in
And I pretended that meant nothing
Now here I am at the bottom again
You gather your guns and fire them off
and let your voices sing along
No son of mine will stand there waiting
but you gathered your things and walked away
you pretended it all meant nothing
you were the war but it's done
before you found your own way
There's one thing my father has told me
It's better to suffer than live out a lie
and I thought if your sad or your lonely
you be happy that you are alive
Set out a call on my behalf
Let all the world know that i'm laughing
I'm not the one I used to be
lying awake and idling
I fear for us all, i fear for you
don't be afraid I feel it too
I'll be the one I aim to please
Now i'm ready to say that it's over now
There's one thing my mother has taught me
is that it's not always wrong to step out of line
and if your in a place where you're hurting
you do what you can to save our lives.
I remember the weather was perfect
as if we never seen a blue sky in our lives
and we asked, "what did we do to deserve this...
and what are we if not wasting time,
saying goodbye, and here I am".
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Green Tea
03:47
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No News
03:13
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It's been two weeks since I heard from anyone
I sit at home, and think of you both.
It's not the same back here, I think about whats going on.
You left again, because that's just what you do.
I pray to god that you all find your way.
The sun in the trees let me know,
that my children are safe, and that I have no need to worry,
they'll always have a place to call home.
Draw a line in the sand,
and pat yourself on the back,
because here we are, right now,
and it don't me anything. (so lets get going)
You know that I love you, and I can't wait to come back home,
but I think that this is where I'm supposed to be.
Yeah my friends are all beside me, the sky outside is grey,
this water on all sides is comforting.
You know, that I love you the same,
but I just don't know how to phrase it.
I guess home is home to me, and I'm so close that I can taste it.
There's so many things out there, calling my name.
I hope this state has a phone, to call back home.
I'm calling to say that I made it, and that I'm fine, yeah i'm fine.
You're all so far from the end.
You got this, and you got your friends.
So if you want it, my dear, go and take it.
Because I know you want to, and I know it needs you.
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8. |
Swamp Monster
03:37
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i don't see you begging for change
you couldn't have the bird so you just took it's cage
nobody here knows your name
except the streets in this city, yeah you're one and the same.
i don't see you placing your blame
you just know your souls worth more than minimum wage
you crossed the road when I came
a shell of a man who has always had nothing
so you walk down these roads like it's all you know
you're only friend is the cold
yeah you don't care where you've been or where you're going
this walk is your home
send my regrets to your ma and your pa
i know they didn't leave you this way
call let them know that you've gone lost it all
your life, your love, and your dignity
but if you want, please come talk to me
i won't mention the smell or the hair to your knees
tell what it means to be free
tell me what you know, and tell me what you've seen
cause you've walked down these roads like it's all you know
Your only friend is the cold
Yeah you don't care where you've been or where you're going
This walk is your home
tell me cause I know you know
tell me what it means to be free
tell me of life, and what it needs
one with the cold, growing up, growing old
growing young with one foot in the grave
so it seems the decaying leaves and
the water that soaks in the bottom of your feet
is all you know, so with that let me go
disappear, let me be.
you couldn't have the bird so you just took its cage
now you're locked inside and afraid.
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