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See What You See
03:33
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There was something you said, not long ago
‘bout holding on to something you don’t know
like blood in your hands
or pictures of black sand
And I’ve been thinking about it all week
‘bout how me and you keep talking about our long losing streak
and I’m wasted, yeah, I’m feeling slated
And it feels like home
It feels so far away
Last night I had a dream about your sister
I was at a party and barely missed her
She left something for me
A note I couldn’t read
And everyone seemed happy at how the night moved along
Sitting in a big room singing old 80’s songs
I felt happy too
A night like this, no one could lose.
And it feels like home
It feels so far away
Well, I think me and you should hang out tonight
Get a head start on drinking, get our heads right
You could say something new
While I listen close to you
‘cause I think you’re smater than me
at least that’s the way it seems
you’re like a big fat oak tree
Standing in the middle of a dried up desert sea
Come on lay one on me
Let me see what you see
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Hole In the Floor
03:20
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There’s a wreckage
There’s a hole in the floor
I heard you say you’d make something
Like never before
And it’s hot outside
And I see you sweat through your shirt
Your feet are bare, your hands tremble
And you’re not sure
Where this will go
Where this will end
Now something’s missing
Something beautiful and new
But this house is full of ghosts
That come back to you
So tear down what you can’t live with
Kill your faith and kill their witness
I know, what you’ve always been keeping
Keeps you from sleeping
And I’ll watch you fall through the whole you make
Now someone’s coming
Somebody close to you
If you don’t leave now
Who knows what they’ll do
To you
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3. |
Keep Anything
03:03
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Keep anything
But secrets
Keep anything
But your ways, stuck on your mind
I can see you and all your doing
Even when your door is locked
And I will sit by you while your sleeping
Tell you things that later pop up in your mind
I can hear what your thinking
I’ve got a clear shot through you ear
to heart the things you never tell your friends
And I keep everything written down in a journal that I carry on my back
Yes, I keep it handy to remind you
What it was you could not escape
And who are you without me
And who am I to keep it from you
Truth be told
You’ve always known
And if I left you alone
You’d have no idea how to get through
What I’ve left you
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Dreaming of Being
03:13
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Nothing Less
02:55
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There’s a point where this
Adds up to nothing less
Then coming home late
So bring your books to your bed
Leave the world for what it is
And I’ll do the same
There’s a smell of old smoke around
A bite to the sound
Pockets of children
In the backyards of neighbors
And cup of old coffee
In the room where you’re trying to read
I was there when you changed
Left school in early may
And in the yard outside my house
You came back to tell me how
There’s a push and a pull in you
And I know, ‘cause I’ve been there too
So hold on to something
Burn up to nothing
Just breathe, and let’s see what just being will bring
And it’s everywhere
It’s everywhere
There’s a point where this
Adds up to nothing less
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It’s lonely and it’s cold
But beautiful and black
And all around the smell
Of old trees and coming rain
Sometimes the best things
Are best left unsaid
Like how love’s an unfit friend
Like how your chest builds your head
And maybe before you take yourself away
You bring to the edge the only place you hear the dead
Somehow the river’s rising
The summers deep
There hasn’t been rain for weeks
We move through sunshine, talk,
Getting into sold out shows
This is the last summer we’ll have, before living turns to working
Change is short before the new arrives
And the Midwest spreads out like a spill on a rag
Soon, nothing but bleach and blue dye fill my mouth
And I dream of thicker plants
And finger love
And sleeping under snow and singing stars
Maybe beyond the water crest
Below torched water I would love
Squid-like
With just enough arms to encircle you
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7. |
Come Up Sun, Come
02:54
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Come up sun, come
Wake up and burn this straw
Come up sun, come
Burn this street, red fires
Come up sun, come
Wake up and burn this house
Come up sun, come
Wake up these souls, sleeping
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