1. |
Skylights
03:14
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don't capitalize on the things that you love
you'll ruin it for everyone
don't go, go, go until you've had enough
it won't be fun for long!
i'm waiting to be sure
'cause lately i've been torn
between the skylights
and the floor
when i don't even live here anymore!
unless you sit around wishing to care a lot less
there aren't many reasons to get caught in this mess
you'll get down to the deadline and be brimming with stress
your art is all you've made!
oh, there's still something refreshing about wanting to fight
(your stitches are so even! and your beats are so tight!)
but when'd you learn to be so contrived?
was that an even trade?
i'm waiting to be sure
'cause lately i've been torn
between the skylights
and the floor
when i don't even live here anymore!
there's no trick to sinking down
until you'd planned to stick around
i'm waiting to be sure
'cause lately i've been torn
between the skylights
and the floor
when i don't even live here anymore!
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2. |
Here and Now
02:49
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i've heard you say 'we're fine'
i think it's cool that you're still lying
oh, and i miss your lips on mine
so i'll reach out for this lifeline:
i'll keep knocking on your door
(until you answer, until you answer)
feet still planted on your porch
(until you answer, until you answer)
don't know what i'm waiting for
('til you answer)
here and now.
so we're not meant to be
i still want you, and you want me
so when one of us decides to leave,
we'll feel like something's been achieved
i'll keep knocking on your door
(until you answer, until you answer)
feet still planted on your porch
(until you answer, until you answer)
don't know what i'm waiting for
('til you answer)
here and now.
i'll keep knocking on your door
(until you answer, until you answer)
feet still planted on your porch
(until you answer, until you answer)
don't know what i'm waiting for
('til you answer)
here and now.
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3. |
Bird's Eye View
05:12
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4. |
Not For Long
03:32
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it's easy sometimes
when the pieces that you find
are not the pieces left by others
another smash hit
where your own detritus fits,
unless you plan to blow your cover
why am i expecting things to change?
when i intend to stay the same
maybe there's no way to shift the blame
there's nothing to do
when it starts to pressure you
to start to rectify your damage
it bursts in the door
you can hear it through the floor,
anxieties you'll want to manage
why am i expecting things to change?
when i intend to stay the same
maybe there's no way to shift the blame
if you see
anarchy
don't leave me hanging
i'll stand for
(but unsure)
my feet are dragging
i'd like to
report you
for not explaining;
but at least
we've increased
our understanding
why am i expecting things to change?
when i intend to stay the same
maybe there's no way to shift the blame
so then-- why am i expecting things to change?
when i intend to stay the same
maybe there's no way to shift the blame
when it's not for long...
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5. |
Long Year
03:26
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car on fire in the breakdown lane
some weeks all taste the same
no interest in hearing your name--
come here; it's been a long year.
passersby all crane their necks
to see the details, get the specs
when only one thing intersects--
come here; it's been a long year.
when every bridge you cross
is at risk of demolition
you'll wonder to yourself
what you'd do in my position.
you'd think that after all this time,
i would've learned to listen--
come here; it's been a long year.
when the rains start up again
in real life, or in your head
what i suggest you do instead--
come here; it's been a long year.
if you can't bear to interact
the days are feeling too abstract
your softest parts have been attacked--
come here; it's been a long year.
have i been so naive
as to think this would be easy?
the things we can't achieve
we've abandoned completely.
and then there are the things that we've
arranged so neatly--
come here; it's been a long year.
oh, come here; it's been a long year.
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6. |
Eminent Domain
03:23
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earlier today i heard your name come out of someone else's mouth
and i sharply inhaled fresh air.
my respiratory system can't thank you enough
but i still could use some help with the nightmares
because i see monsters and fires and men
who pretend they don't know what i mean
earlier today i heard your voice in a dream
and it acted like it still belonged there.
'cause
when you become a shadow
you take up empty space
anything left to borrow
becomes eminent domain
when things feel much too narrow
and you fall out of pace:
picture me on the border
of remembering your name.
some of them have warned me that they had to go
and many more have just...disappeared
i never knew what to do with the great overflow
bt this is way worse than i feared
if this iteration of how we both feel
leaves somebody feathered-and-tarred
why is it such an outrageous appeal
to ask you to not play that card?
'cause
when you become a shadow
you take up empty space
anything left to borrow
becomes eminent domain
when things feel much too narrow
and you fall out of pace:
picture me on the border
of remembering your name.
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7. |
Desiccate
03:05
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incense
burning
on my
shelf can
you tell
me what time it is?
i got
lost in
the wisps
of smoke
now i'm
not sure
whom i'm with!
strike up
a flame
with an
old friend
loosen
up to
where we've been:
in line
with your
old friends
who are
unaware
of what
time it is!
do i want to love you?
or
do i just want to be in your head?
if it's
raining
when we
leave can
you help
me desiccate?
i'm not
one to
hold back
a grudge
and you
always
make me late.
there's a
water-
line a
brackish
filth we share;
something
stagnant
means some-
thing is
always there
do i love you?
or
do i just want to be in your head?
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8. |
Good Team
04:17
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looks like today's been really hot
i'll keep the sun out of your eyes.
you'd think i'm sorry, but i'm not
that i'm the only one who tries
i'll spend my evenings searching
high and low, low for your spectre
you waste your afternoons
telling us you don't forget her...
but when you take her hand
you know you're touching me.
your eyes are dirty,
but your mind is clean.
bring on a hundred days,
i'll tease you in a thousand ways
i think you see why we're a
damn
good
team.
take me outside
and show me something new--
i'll always need to hear
anything you say that is untrue
you'll tell your closest friends
about how rules don't break...
but they can bend.
you'll be the best at
reminding me how well i can pretend!
but when you take her hand
you know you're touching me.
your eyes are dirty,
but your mind is clean.
bring on a hundred days,
i'll tease you in a thousand ways
i think you see why we're a
damn
good
team.
our lips, we swear they've never met!
they're strangers, unacquainted yet...
but we both know my constant threat
is to give you
something
to
regret!!
but when you take her hand
you know you're touching me.
your eyes are dirty,
but your mind is clean.
bring on a hundred days,
i'll tease you in a thousand ways
i think you see why we're a
damn
good
team.
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