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lemon trees
02:42
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leave the front light on i’ll be home late or not at all
i plead the night to let me sleep at least til dawn
wake up search flights but decide wait til next fall
nurse coffee despite the never ending need to yawn
settle settle settle settle
close my window tight i heard it might rain while i’m gone
promise i’ll bring back something for you when i return
smell the leaves burn in the yard signaling fall
in this beach town i never found how people stay anyway
settle settle settle settle
mom called again but i just let it ring
guess i’ll have to leave her wondering
how i’ll find a way to waste the day
lost track of how long i’ve been on 6a
with the windows down
i’ll get coffee then turn around
there it goes another one
wandering til the sun drops down
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sweater
03:21
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come to you in your sweater
never dressed for the weather
you lent it i’ll keep it through the fall
drive to the end of the world
the wind makes my toes curl
open drinks for the sunset with our teeth
and i know the way the end goes
work starts getting slow but they’ll refuse to close
i come to you in your sweater
the air is turning cold
our gust is growing old
walked down to the beach
the tide rushed to my feet
i jump in even though it’s icy
ordered food from the shack
it rained so we took it back
and watch boats bobbing from the car
and i know the way the end goes
work starts getting slow but they’ll refuse to close
i come to you in your sweater
the air is turning cold
our gust is growing old
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call me on repeat to say
you can’t stay in bed
lights on blinds up
i’ll try again
promise tomorrow
silence louder today
but can’t hear my thoughts
roaming pacing
they’re out the door
it’s just a detour
close my eyes shut them tight
said id move and i might
and i might
hypnotized by the light
swirling grooves flashing bright
flashing bright
call me on repeat to say
you can’t stay in bed
lights on blinds up
i’ll try again
promise tomorrow
close my eyes shut them tight
said id move and i might
and i might
hypnotized by the light
swirling grooves flashing bright
flashing bright
flashing bright
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4. |
come up for air
02:29
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searching for the flaw
needle in the straw it’s no use
you leave me in awe
light the match make an amber sky
sit outside while the embers cry
smoldering sends them for the hills
its still warm but i’ve got the chills
smoke lifts off the charcoal that’s there
try to meet your eyes through the glare
have to come up for air
the lines that you draw
mean nothing at all with the fuse
it’s making you thaw
light the match make an amber sky
sit outside while the embers cry
smoldering sends them for the hills
its still warm but i’ve got the chills
smoke lifts off the charcoal that’s there
try to meet your eyes through the glare
have to come up for air
have to come up for air
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5. |
take away
03:20
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There we were on the road again
I think about it every now and then
Doesn't matter who wrote this one
Cause it's on tape and the song is sung
Every time I pick up a pen
The same stories start flowing again
At the touch she's still in my mind
What can you do?
Will the road, it ever get to you
I guess a home is only where you lie
So take what you get
And what comes later we'll just forget and
The face is the same
When he's scrounging for pocket change
I can't help but laugh out loud
To see your stupid face in the crowd
And it takes me away
Every trick is the slight of the hand
And you can't pull one over on this man
Cause he's seen it all before
Don't matter what you done cause he's done it before
Supposed to think you're not for me
And all I need is to be free
And the music will take them away
What can you do
Will the road, it ever get to you
I guess a home is only where you lie
So take what you get
And what comes later we'll just forget it
The face is the same
When he's scrounging for pocket change
I can't help but laugh out loud
To see your stupid face in the crowd
And it takes me away
Oh... takes me away
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6. |
shy
03:21
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saw the messages
i forgot to answer them
or maybe i didn’t want to
lost in other stuff
i overthink it all
stress over the flaws
my heads a messy drawer
and sorting it’s a chore
i’ll wait you out you’ll soon forget
it’s not like me to struggle with the words i wanna say
but this has got me tongue tied and i just can’t find the way
anything i could say i just know you wouldn’t buy but
promise if you come back i won’t be shy i won’t be shy
i won’t be shy
i overthink it all
stress over the flaws
my heads a messy drawer
sorting it’s a chore
i’ll wait you out you’ll soon forget
this way hasn’t failed me yet
some things better left sometimes
or better yet between the lines
it’s not like me to struggle with the words i wanna say
but this has got me tongue tied and i just can’t find the way
anything i could say i just know you wouldn’t buy but
promise if you come back i won’t be shy i won’t be shy
i won’t be shy
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7. |
hotel on the boardwalk
02:27
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social battery dies faster than before
they’re talking but i’m staring at the door
not enough outlets for me to take charge
you’re living rent free and the property’s large
built a hotel on the boardwalk
my due higher with each stop
you even have the railroads too
200 bonus each pass through
drowning in the endless emotional debt
i’ll still go all in on a losing bet
drain myself until there’s nothing left to spend
and poker face until i can’t pretend
built a hotel on the boardwalk
my due higher with each stop
you even have the railroads too
200 bonus each pass through
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8. |
upstairs garden
01:57
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pints by the uni
feels so long ago
playing pool
and not keeping score
chose upstairs garden
even in rain
wet pillowcases
steep my brain
the smoking area
is really a blur
except for the time that
i pierced a guys ear
chose upstairs garden
even in rain
wet pillowcases
steep my brain
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9. |
fluff interlude
00:40
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10. |
gallery
01:41
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wandering around the gallery
wondering do you love me?
but you didn’t and you wouldn’t
i never asked cause i was prudent
first sunrise i ever saw,
sat still til our hands froze raw
we listened to the birds argue
wrapped in the sky’s changing hue
funny how a stranger forms
the familiar now chills my bones
chills my bones
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