1. |
Words
03:49
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is this real or a dream
do you say what you mean
i can’t feel anything
yesterday seems so out of reach
darkness has come to play
please friend don’t be afraid
words don’t mean anything
sleeping all through the day
i’m digging my own grave
rain dripping down your face.
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2. |
Drain the Pool
03:56
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gloomy winter days
always get me feeling down
maybe you could stay
maybe you could stick around
now it’s getting late
and we’ll sleep the night away
but when the day awakes
we’ll go back to our old ways
drain the pool
such a fool
stuck with the blues
so confused
i had fun today
is what you would say
but conversation fades
i need more hands to count the days
old cassettes they play
as i lie awake
under the stars and trees
absent summer breeze
the summer is dead
drain the pool
such a fool
stuck with the blues
so confused
where's your head
get out of bed
drain the pool.
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3. |
Apathy
02:31
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we should hangout sometime
i think we could be friends alright
remember when i didn’t like the mud
now i know you were right
you fell down on your back
so sad your shirt was stained in grass
so now, now you only wear black
you say you don’t like apathy
but nothing matters to you when it’s about me
you’re acting different.
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4. |
Hey Old Friend
03:43
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hey old friend
how has everything been
do you still have the memories from then
or has time took them from your mind
i never knew what i meant to you
but thats okay
i’m just grateful for the days we spent
on the hill by the train
where the moonlight lit your face
and our laughter made the darkness feel afraid
hey old friend
hope to see you again
someday when the seasons change
i don’t mind a little wait
as long as i can pretend that i’m okay
i lied
you cried
i’ll try if you try
frozen in time
i’ll die by your side
hey stranger
can you promise me
in the end you'll still be my
friend.
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you turn your head and take a breath
cover your eyes you know it’s not your fault
it’s not your fault
the sky is looking black for you today
i’m walking home alone in the rain
i’ll be okay
too young to make up my mind
too old to waste more time
how does one decide
i am asking for a friend
indecision might just kill me
to leave it up to chance could be the best
magic eight ball.
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6. |
Drawing on Tattoos
04:57
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all these silhouettes staring at me
which one of them am i gonna be
i am not who you think i am
nothing but a kid without a plan
drawing on tattoos
lying on train tracks
cardboard spaceships
tracing constellations in your bug bites
now we’re sitting in the cherry tree
when I’m with you it’s like the world just stops turning.
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7. |
Fourth of May
05:05
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when she was seventeen and he
looked at her through the cameras eyes
she didn’t put on a fake smile
running through the grass her smile was real
how does it feel when she touches your hand
oh no you’re falling in love
what a stupid boy
a sky of violet
the fourth of may in a secret place
humming that lovely song
never again will they be this young
a butterfly above his head
the hurricane is worse than death
you learn to swim or say goodbye
the moment you blink she will fly
and you won’t know why
but just keep quiet
you had your chance
what a stupid boy
she turns the hourglass
he takes a picture but it doesn’t last
a rose in a snowstorm
surely his heart will be torn.
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8. |
Outgrown
03:23
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hello is anyone home
i don’t feel like being alone
how come you’re not answering
oh no
i think that i have been outgrown
today is my favorite day
i get to see your face again
after all this time
why can’t i get the words right in my mind
i really don’t know what to feel
knowing that probably none of this is real
once you get on the bus
i guess this is the end of us.
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9. |
Sabrina
03:01
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sabrina walks herself to school
never bends the rules always keeps her cool
mommy daddy get into a fight
now sabrina knows what fear looks like
hiding underneath the sheets at night
now sabrina knows what fear looks like
she stands and stares as mommy packs her bags
locks the door and pretends that she’s not sad
never thought fourteen years would be so bad
brother’s never home she calls his phone
tears in her eyes her hands are cold
sabrina tell me what is wrong
and she says
i am so lonely.
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10. |
Peach Lavender Girl
05:14
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peach lavender girl
and a boy who’s stuck in older times
holding on to a shell
that you found by the riverside
where you danced in the storm
you held his hand in yours
hazel eyes a little green
we can run but we won’t get far in our wet jeans
in my heart i write stories
when i close my my eyes i see
a silhouette in a rocking chair
but i’d rather see you there
if i could talk to the birds
that are hiding in the trees
maybe they could show me
how to set this feeling free
i can try
to let this die.
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