1. |
Why Do You Do That
02:40
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Stay by my doorstep,
Let me know.
Way out,
I don't seem to feel your flow.
Why do you do it,
Why do you do it all alone?
Why are you feeling,
Why are you feeling like it's gone?
How else do you know,
How my feelings grow?
Ahhh ooooh.
Wait, why you never seem to change?
I'm tounge tied,
By your tennis shoes today.
Why do you do it,
Why do you do it all alone?
Why are you feeling,
Why are you feeling like it's gone?
How else do you know,
How my feelings grow?
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2. |
Am I Real
04:35
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I took the bus the other day
A sillouhette as it faded away
The caterpillar in my stomach stays
I could think about it all day
Am I real
Or am I fake
I could think about it all day
I hope
the wind
touches
your face
at the
same time
that mine
is grazed
I guess I'll see you in the spring time
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3. |
Rolling
03:29
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I am so fuuuuuuuully,
empty
I am so gooooooood,
as nothing
And if I could have
all the things
I still wouldn't feel
alright
What is it you want
What is it you want
What is it you want
What is it you want
Am I just passing by?
Am I just passing by?
I'll pass til the end of time.
This morning as I dressed,
I tied my shoes together
Cause time it moves too fast
I'm almost,
I'm almost,
I'm allllllllll la la la la la
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4. |
Sunbeam
03:09
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She'll say she's fine
When you ask why
I sit all day
Trying to see your face
I wish to be
A sunbeam,
Strong and gently
Covering up
The hands of death
Death upon the borderless chance
Less chance
Less chance
Killed too much time,
Its fingers flesh, bright
Wondering how
I missed that train
And how did you change?
You change
You change
Wondering how,
How did you change?
You change
You change
Wondering how,
How'd I miss that train,
That train
That train
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5. |
Land
04:52
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Hey, man.
When can I see you again?
Cause
Late ley
I'm feeling so hazed in
Oh how I only brushed your shoulder
And I never held your hand
Well, I'm leaving really soon,
I'm going back on to my land,
Without you
You stood there
I didn't seem to care
I sat down
On the silly chair
Oh how your crazy eyes they stumble
Look on right into my soul
Asking questions with no answer
Cause you thought that you could know
About me
Hello
Yeah, maybe
Hello
Hello was the end
We'll go
Yeah, maybe
We'll go
Maybe is my friend
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6. |
Redux
01:11
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Stand in my way
I am low centigrade
Cold hands will shake
The sun was made
Hiding for some of day
Cold hands can wait
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7. |
River
04:37
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8. |
Fonder
03:53
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Saw the yellow from the car
Passing yellows going far
I thought that one by now were you
That's just my mind thinking too hard
I grow fonder
Colored lights
Oh how the eyes can hurt
Cause to see is to not know
I been here before
With the monsters in the ground
But roses smell so good
So for them i'll always stop
I grow fonder
I grow fonder
Oh how the eyes can hurt
Cause to see is to not know
Thought I heard you in the grass
With the crickets and the past
Oh how my ears they burn
Cause to hear means that you're close
And I rather not know
I grow fonder
I run farther
I grow fonder
I run farther
Oh how my eyes can hurt
Cause to see is to not know
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9. |
Logic Wept
01:29
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Naming clouds
After spaces in your own words
Such a kind comfort
Kind comfort
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10. |
Good Day
03:02
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Hey
I had a good day
The pink sun it came
Oh how it washed my shadow
And hey
You asked for my name
As I did the same
Oh how the pink mouths toiled
In the foreign trade
And all that's in your back seat
You know what's in your back seat
It didn't mean a thing
As the sun went away
You laughed at your pain
I recall your fluorescent skin
And talk about the state your in
It didn't mean a thing
As the sun went away
You laughed at your pain
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