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La Lago
01:05
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2. |
Songs About Leaving
04:19
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Can I clear my mind
Of the chills that come with living
Of the thoughts that keep me screaming
Of the nights we had
Because like a piece of tin thats stuck between my toes
It's a memory I feel everywhere I go
I know you think you're sure
But just remember I'll be leaving you for good
I don't want to, but now I have to
Like the songs we sang still ringing in my ears
Your smile is a curse, but your laughter is worse
If you wanted to, you'll have to bring it all back soon
Because broken fingers won't remember anything
Even your name, or the games we played
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Roofies
05:01
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You know the more they cut down the trees
Up grow the windmills breathing softly on your cheeks
It's just a dream of how your home should be
Just a place and not a process
My west was just an hour away
And a big mistake
Like tin cans and broken hearts
We spilled our guts of peaches and honey
Of brown butter and roofies
I can't sleep with this feeling of drowning in a light wave
With the knowledge I was floating yesterday
I wish that gravity would give me a break
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4. |
Changes
02:11
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If time slowed
And your eyes worked fast
You'd see my life move up and down
Like a breath
From your chest
In my bed
Where we'd rest our sorry heads
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5. |
Ordinary Lives
05:56
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We're still apt, predisposed and prone
To each other like we were when it was winter
Wishing for the smell of dirt that slept beneath the snow
But now the summer rain has come to wash that all away
And this aeroplane has come to pull me from your greasy face
And the feelings that time will erase
I called you a friend
You called me a good time
But now I'm leaving
And you're not breathing with me
It's the worst time for my lungs to miss you
They still remember when I looked down and I saw you smiling
Like I had turned on the heat inside your lonely little heart
I spoiled my ordinary life
You just spoiled your ordinary liver
I hope it quenched your thirst for a teen romance when you were 22
I'm waiting
I'm listening
I won't be hoping for your next move
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I'm not anyone to blame
07:03
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You've been reading my eyes
But the pages turn with nothing learned
But a cold heart and restless mind
You put your pen in my hand hoping I'd paint on the man that you wanted to find
I'm all pulp, and no tooth
The ink would just bleed right through
And stain the best part of you
Dear Lord, You're oh so bored
I've been lost without a hand to guide my wandering mind through this vacant life
Between the sidewalk and street lies a river or creek that will carry us together at night
I might just stick to the concrete
Because that water comes straight from your eyes
With the sum of these songs
My missing you could be long and gone
These notes packed your bags
And these chords hailed your cab
And my words are kissing you away
My God, Soon I'll be gone
I'm not anyone to blame
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