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They're Kind
02:07
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Spend more time with your restaurant greens; picking out the stems and crunching on the seeds
Nothing brings you closer than the purple ivy
Carry out some food and eat it here with me
Tell me more about your mom
Is she still sad because you're gone?
You're so good about calling
Everything is Novocain—I don't understand a word you're saying to me
I love you
But honestly—no, honestly—I just feel so lucky to be here
To see all of my friends here
Life motion trajectory used to not mean a thing to me
I realize now I'm fortunate;
I know all these great folks from it
And they're kind!
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2. |
Nicholas Icarus
02:02
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Nicholas Icarus, flying too close to the sun
Try to warn me again and I won't listen
I'll just lay here thinking about getting me back to the sun to melt these wings—give me a reason
Nicholas Icarus makes it up as he goes, but the more that he learns, the better he guesses
When your stuff stops mattering, you try and do it for fun
That way no one can tell when you're hurting
Wrap myself up in a tapestry that I found on the wall—blankets are good, but this makes it feel special
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3. |
Breather
01:10
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*sigh*
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Runaway
02:41
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Hey there little runaway.
Are you lost, or did you leave today?
I think we're the same; I couldn't take it anymore.
I like to think I left quietly, but I kicked down the door.
Your path's laid out in stone, but you can walk in the grass
Ignore all the folks as they try to kick you in the ass
I don't know why they think I'll listen anymore
I don't know why they think I'll listen anymore
My mustache smells like cigarette smoke,
And my footsteps sound like a million other folks
These shaky hands can hardly write me a note
And my shaky brain can't hardly think of an anecdote
It's hard to do your thing when everything's been done—
You gotta be quick on your feet, you gotta be hot like a gun
I don't know why I think they'll listen anymore
I don't know why I think they'll listen anymore
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5. |
Golden Hour
01:52
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So stuck in my head—I've gotta drop this
It's golden hour again
Soak it up with your paper and pen
What do I know?
I thought I knew you
I feel like I must—I'm always seeing you walk around at dusk
Look at my doggy—his name's Frankie!
He couldn't be any closer to me if he tried
What do I know?
I don't know anything
What do I recall?
I don't recall anything
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6. |
On Holiday At The Farm
02:06
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Funny Faces
02:47
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I hear you calling—I am listening
I know you'd like to be far away
I'd like to be much more cozy
I think I'll lay here on the grass on the ground
Ants are crawling much more closely to me than I'd like them to be
You're watching—waiting—from your window
Would you let me see you one more time?
Wander with me—nowhere, really
Bring your notepad, we'll doodle funny faces
I know how to whistle with grass, listen to me—I'll teach you
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8. |
On the Track
02:33
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I don't know that you knew that I thought that I was dying
My emotions are something I'm good at hiding
The sun brings a song—that doesn't mean that the cold is quiet
Gotta give it some credit for even trying
Hum a tune to the rhythm of the trains on the track
Dance around because you know that you're never coming back
The world's full of music, that's one of life's quiet facts
Try to ignore it and you'll stay just as blind as a bat
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9. |
Tales From Rejects
03:32
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Overarching themes of conflict
Intersecting tales from rejects
Oh, tell me more
Something's wrong
Why so sore?
I would like to keep it simple
There's benefits to staying rational
Oh, tell me more;
Something strange
What do you ignore?
My friends are keeping me afloat
Holding everything on a high note
Oh, tell me more
Something strange
Who's that at my door?
Trying to synthesize something genuine
Look about you—see the place you're in
Oh, tell me more
Something strange
Who do you adore?
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Cuz
01:59
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Oh, I think I'm ready to leave; I think I'm ready to be somewhere better than this
Come on, give me something to dream—give me some memories.
Lord knows I'll need it tonight
Oh, I think that I can relate; so many words I could say if you hadn't taken your life
Oh, I think I think I took you for granted, and now you're gone
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Glued To My Seat
01:22
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You belong with the birds with the birds in the trees—
singing songs so sweet and lovely
I heard your tune as if it were calling to me
And now I'm glued to my seat
Oh, help me
The way you move is like the wind through the leaves
Flowing around me effortlessly
I caught a taste of your soft, gentle breeze
But now I'm glued to my seat
Oh, help me
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12. |
Every Type of Tree
04:26
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I'd like to learn every type of tree;
To know all the leaves that still hang over me
If I found the bones that you've hidden in the ground, would you still be bothered to come hang around?
Knowing you and loving you, it means so much more
Remembering all the times we just laid on the floor
When we laughed and we talked and we talked and we cried, thinking of all our friends and all the folks who have died
If I found the bones that you've hidden in the ground, would you still be bothered to come hang around?
———
Wish it were Sunday, so I could lay in my bed to work a little harder at clearing my head
I clear my head because I like how it feels, and I like to be alone—don't make it a big deal
You made it a big deal
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13. |
Crowds
04:22
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The cops are right there—if you don't like my attitude, then call them!
You're not better than nobody, and that's what I've got to let them know.
That white supremacy is going to their head—and that's what it is. And now the whole world thinks their better than me.
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