1. |
Tired Trees
02:53
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it's funny how much i don't care
how little i've thought of it
considering
i'm indifferent
when you sing to me
when you're falling out of tired, tired trees
it's different
now that i'm home
don't need to hide away
in hiding places
i'm grateful
i've a few months
to get things sorted out,
alphabetized, and sized to fit your mouth
since you'll never take a bow
the worried mistress in a coward cloud
mend up your broken arms
and rearrange the troubled thoughts
that say i can't walk
you are masterful
when you speak to me
recite the worn out lines
to a worn out man like me
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2. |
Forest
01:54
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it's so hard to focus on keeping me calm
when the only time you talk is six deep
"why are you doing this?" I tried to remark
but your tongue was too busy sending me sparks
then you tried to praise me
for being like stone
"friend, I'm amazed
you're not already gone."
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3. |
Finish It (full band)
03:31
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you are a failure in everyone's favor
but you still are a failure to me
an absent shell of what i seek
so go play the martyr, but crucify brothers
and stumble back into the smoke
where everything's calm, but nothing is warm
i fell along the interstate
trying to keep pace
cause i think too much
when buzzed
but you don't feel anything forever
no, nothing stays with you forever
now i don't feel anything forever
and no one stays with me forever
i was a matchstick and you were the gasoline
i never wanted to strike
i lost it all once, but i'd do it again to see that
you're finally done for the night
maybe i could finish this if you would help me finish it
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4. |
Birds
02:55
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darling we both heard the walls grow thin
heard the echo of your father's voice in it
but i can't breathe with the thought of you still here
so open up those gates and follow me
the morning was to you
what the drugs were to me
a clean white page
in a dirty space
those words
were the best thing i could do
honey i cleaned up all the faults that i spilled
picked up the lines i wish i never sent
but it didnt die that day to the hunger in the maze
just found a light and it's own steps to retrace
and when we laid on the ground
we kissed the wind with our mouths
put my prayers on the backs
of those little black birds
hope they flew farther than i could ever see
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