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Sameness
04:31
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In a bomb shelter turned bar we prayed
We angered and waved for some other way
Counting hands for specifics throughout the rounds
It was dark the way we thought we liked it
No one stood on tables and fevered
There was no pledge for only the fight
We questioned the stories we were given
We rearranged plans on hospital sheets
Progress is real as machine and it sledges on
We remembered the windows and traced the lines
Fingers to glass, moisture numbing the yellow
Our drinks a stability between our fading thumbs
Lincoln’s head filled with whiskey, we laughed
We fight the real war, we fight the real fight
I’ve never been to Gettysburg but I’ve seen the signs
And so I pictured a soldier smiling as the trying died
Sameness is a uniquely random human lie
And children rebel against time so we put the lights out
The night is for doubt, in ourselves and our escape
And for doubt’s sake we better keep the lie alive
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2. |
Something Undefined
06:28
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There’s an undisciplined theory
Of how she shops for groceries
But I’ll never know the way
She puts armchairs on the lawn
Or weighs pros and cons against her heart
Meet me in the middle, she’d say
She’d say, meet me at three
We made vague plans for the mainland
To throw up our gold medals
Watch ‘em swim around in despair
Pack up and find home
But where are Carver’s liquors
To personify the unknown
And if I fought in the culture war
I left it the same as before
Now I know to ask for help
And I know to feed the doves
It doesn’t make me more human
To close my eyes and count the colors
Who was who at the start?
It’s unclear, we never kept track
Of which of our moments are new
And which ones left and turned back
I could step up and look straight
At that something undefined in you
And I’ll never have an idea
Of what feeling I should create
Forgive me if I drop the air
Just this time, stare where I stare
Forgive me, forgive me if I drop the air
I’ve gotta, I’ve gotta separate somewhere
[Forgive me if I drop the air
Just this time, stare where I stare
Forgive me, forgive me if I drop the air
I’ve gotta, I’ve gotta separate somewhere[
[Who was who at the start?
It’s unclear, we never kept track
Of which of our moments are new
And which ones left and turned back
I could step up and look straight
At that something undefined in you
And I’ll never have an idea
Of what feeling I should create]
[Meet me in the middle, she’d say
She’d say, meet me at three
Meet me in the middle, she’d say
She’d say, meet me at three
Meet me in the middle, she’d say
She’d say, meet me at three
Meet me in the middle, she’d say
She’d say, if only the trees]
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3. |
The Way They Leave
06:08
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It’s clear waking up the morning after
I can tell the stars there’s no one there
I’m strong, I don’t need a hug and roll over
Leave that to the high school syrup chuggers
And their fancy cigars
I use both hands, I scratch loops when I wait
I send spite to those who stay in their place
A cautious Huey, I get carried away
Spinning some winner’s circle, some new way
And this how we bide our time now
Judging from the floor
We can leave our norms alone now
Darling, we’re almost home
I stand in corners, I watch people read
Wonder how to come in the way they leave
This world is a world of tangible things
And it changes quickly without thinking
And this how we bide our time now
Judging from the floor
We can leave our norms alone now
Darling, we’re almost home
I’m safe, I swear
No matter how much you care
There’s nothing more unique
Than a repeat gone wrong
I’m safe, I swear
No matter how much you care
There’s nothing more unique
Than a repeat gone wrong
I’m safe, I swear
No matter how much you care
There’s nothing more unique
Than a repeat gone wrong
I’m safe, I swear
No matter how much you care
There’s nothing more unique
Than a repeat gone wrong
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4. |
Let Alone Love
05:03
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5. |
So Much Plenty Of
04:44
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My thoughts are Bethany’s dolphins
Their fins gleam fast as they stream along
I don’t know where they’re going
But rusty norms tell me somewhere wrong
I’m afraid of the ocean
It’s almost forever and has nothing to hide
Plays around with my workings
Makes me Pluto from the other side
I’m a fine grain of sand
But Teixeira’s tide won’t come out to play
The sun is bouncing and blowing
Sick of trying to shine me whichever way
Use your own old favorite shovel
Nudge me over on your way down east
Bring a face to haunt you
Bring a name to carve on all the trees
[There’s so much plenty of to go around
We just have to want it out
There’s so much plenty of to go around
We just have to wait it out
There’s so much plenty of to go around
We better love to numb it out]
My compass drags toward poison
My needle bends with metal wearing thin
Leaves me curved to hollow
With just your chrome barely seeping in
I wanna breathe in your hammock
But I’m waiting to ask you if you’re feeling free
You swing from coast to fence line
Forever ripped in my periphery
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6. |
The Heirs
00:53
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7. |
Disappear
08:27
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What in the world do I tell my future son
When all that’s left is all there’s ever been
Do I tell him to go out and see the seen
In some way it’s never shown before
You and me can’t just disappear
There’s cool air and meadows and beauty
You and me can’t just disappear
I’ll show it, I’ll show it, I’ll show it
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8. |
Cracked Screen Kids
03:33
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I have this favorite moment
Of you smoking in the mirror
Debating me on the best way
To eat a muffin neatly
And I still owe you Slurpees for dinner
And curbside seats
To the red line drone parade
Just an average perfect evening
We’re the cracked screen kids
This week we’ll eat outside
And watch the white girls run
All parties from here on in
All Bohs this time of year
What’s left for us to want
We wait in secondhand
For a nothing that won’t come
We know, we know better
We’re the cracked screen kids
We’re the cracked screen kids
We’re the cracked screen kids
We’re the cracked screen kids
We’re the cracked screen kids
We’re the cracked screen kids
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If Only the Trees Washington, D.C.
Forgive me if I drop the air. I've gotta separate somewhere.
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