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Morning Glory
03:42
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The morning sound is crying out for you
leave yesterdays dirty work tethered to the moon
Let her wash you away with the hands that god forgot to shake
she'll always let you stay by her light, despite the mess you always make
we sway
A crippling hunger fights its way through you
a pin pricked patient with nothing left to lose
Let her wash you away with the hands that god forgot to shake
she'll always let you stay by her light, despite the mess you always make
You wake standing straight to a stare and wash out the taste of recycled air
We sway
Move closer, be louder, our Big Sur, love motive
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Heavy Hands
05:10
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You spent the end of your summer with me in my apartment across the country
you told me how I made you feel safe out by the fire escape where
You knew that I would always love you but not the way you want me to, so we'll take it for what we can and go love again
You came back that time with some friends in hopes we'd find a way to mend
but as soon as you arrived you walked into a lasting surprise that
You knew I could never love you, no not the way you want me to
so you took it for what it was, a simple truth.
I felt like a child that was lost in the store but I don't want to hide in the racks anymore
You said you've never met somebody like me before as we climbed out the windows of the second floor
I felt like a child that was lost in the store but I don't want to hide in the racks anymore
You said you've never met somebody like me before
I guess its easy to forget the things we ignore
I saw you at a neighborhood bar where we drank over our wondering hearts
you ask me if I'm happy too, and I pretend I am as much as you
are just as beautiful as you were and I'm just old and immature
you fell into my arms like before so I carried you to your door where
I knew that I would always love you but not the way you want me to
so I'll take it for what I can, please understand
For what its worth I never meant...
I never meant to cause you harm
I bury my head in heavy hand
we'll always have what we cant
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MMD
02:52
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Mister missed demeanor visits most in the winter
when he know that's its cold and you'll welcome his fever
He'll mix gasoline into your bloodstream and tell you the lies that he tells to himself
he waits till you try to pull yourself away and make you as missed as he is when he strays
as he is
Mister missed demeanor's drugs are always cleaner
cause they come as a gift disguised as the ether
They'll mix lucid dreams into your bloodstream and the same lies that you tell to yourself
they'll wait till you try to throw them away and make you as missed as you were yesterday as you were...
Mister missed demeanor you've been nothing but trouble
I've given you everything to carry on in your travels
but now you're too warm to leave
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Bed
03:20
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Sit on the edge of the bed in your head
whats your worth? Ask me first
whats your worth? Don't you call
waiting on a second chance, another disappointing dance with the words you absolve
oh whats worse? You'll still call
Just sleep in your car, warmer than standing outside the bars
make friends with yourself, too afraid to include anybody else
You move better as a burden
your everyone's favorite disease
you wish for things to be different but misery loves company
don't you see?
No one really knows your mind, they ask about it all the time but you mistake how to translate then your heart aches
so you sit on the edge of the bed in your head
Whats it worth?
scorch the earth, giving birth to new blues
Sit back, watch your friends become families and follow the tracks you pack all your things in one bag but leave on the tags.
You move better as a burden
your everyone's favorite disease
you wish for things to be different but misery loves company
don't you see?
There's more than one easy way out but nothing worth having is easy without knowing the nothing I'm talking about.
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Julia
03:39
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As you wait for this to pass, I will be your darling
it won't be the last
As all of your past comes rushing into the present, an apparition laughs
I'll keep your secrets with a broken key, Julia
I keep the nights that we spent listening, Julia
And I know It's all getting old but its better than yesterday, your better than yesterday and so they say "nothing gold can stay" but It's better than yesterday, we're better than yesterday
You give yourself away to every man you find so charming when they want something new
And you paint all of your frustrations onto a rented canvas
so they can leave you too
The smiles you hold are just covers to the fray, Julia
the way you pass them onto strangers is so fucking brave, Julia
And I know It's all getting old but its better than yesterday, your better than yesterday and so they say "nothing gold can stay" but It's better than yesterday, we're better than yesterday
As you wait for this to pass, I will be your darling
it won't be the last
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The Architect
05:00
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It's been a while since you've come around
you left me with the sights and sounds that linger on, collect their dust, and creep into my blood
but that's alright, I guess I don't mind to give you your space and time behind the walls of my echos and silent calls spilling out
Why wont you just say what it is on your mind cause I'm so goddamn tired of wasting all my time
Why wont you just say what it is on your mind cause I'm so goddamn tired of wasting all my time in this empty house, sitting with the lights out, falling apart slowly, hope you're not lonely
come in and open it's closed doors, our feet warm the cold floors, you can stay whenever, hope you like it better than being on your own
There's not much left I can do cause everything I've got ain't good enough for you
No, I don't wanna be settled luxury, sympathy between your plans and a compromised reality
Why can't I just say what it is on my mind cause I'm so goddamn tired and haven't got the time
Why can't I just say what it is on my mind cause I'm so goddamn tired and haven't got the time in this empty house, sitting with the lights out, falling apart slowly, hope you're not lonely
come in and open it's closed doors, our feet warm the cold floors, you can stay whenever, hope you like it better than being on your own
I'm not your therapist and I'm not your life line
I'm just another lover you've tossed to the side
I'm not your therapist and I'm not your life line
I'm just another lover
It's no secret you've been building but I'm leaving before you build on me
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Neighbor In The North
03:39
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He was my neighbor to the north, always picking me up from his hallway floor
he'd say "don't worry man, I'm gonna help you get right, however you'd like, you'll be just fine.'
He was a desert born devil but also a rose city saint
He taught all the strays how to dance and never cared much for complaining
Ring his number at the door, head up to the third floor
ring his number at the door
You hit me with your fever so I'm on my way to see ya
no I don't know if I'm gonna stay but we know I'll be back again
Just an inner city weaver taking chances on a dime, wouldn't make it past tomorrow if I wasn't on your mind
He was my friend on the southeast side, always scratching my back with the truth tied
he'd say "you look like shit, I'm gonna help you get right, however you'd like, you'll be just fine."
He was a street walking whisper but also a hustler in heat
he taught the boys how to dress and left his heart out on their sleeves
Yeah ring his number at the door, head up to the third floor
ring his number at the door
You hit me with your fever so I'm on my way to see ya
no I don't know if I'm gonna stay but we know I'll be back again
Just an inner city weaver taking chances on a dime, wouldn't make it past tomorrow if I wasn't on your mind
Ring his number at the door, head up to the third floor
ring his number at the door
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