1. |
Old Skyline
03:00
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When I saw that old skyline
A crippled heart stood mesmerized
Behind green nostalgic eyes
I headed north
Where I swear I'll see the stars
Even if it's from a prison cell
With my hands on cold metal bars
I will keep my hope
The night is sitting still
In an empty house you used to fill
When I saw that old skyline
I saw your face in a tornado of leaves
That worn down rugged chase
Started chasing me
Up the blocks and down the streets
Through the tunnels of self defeat
Through the tunnels of a winter heat
Onto a cold leather seat
The night is sitting still
In an empty house
You used to fill
An old skyline
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2. |
Foul Mouthed
03:08
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We were in a war
That was what the professor said
Go ahead and tell me something I don't already know
We've been at it again
You were stuck inside
When the fire alarms sounded the house
That was when I started screaming out your name
You were asleep on the living room couch
Here we are again, stuck in this falderal
At least you have yourself a little place
In a cave behind the waterfalls
I think I've found the difference
Behind the idea of fate and lust
One happens sooner than the other
And then it takes time to adjust
You were still inside
Asleep on the same old couch
Somehow you made it out alive
Unharmed, foul mouthed
Here we are again
Stuck in this falderal
At least you got yourself a little place
In a cave behind the waterfalls
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3. |
Elmwood Cemetery
02:43
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It was love expressed,
down a plunging waterfall
It was someone who cares,
someone who doesn't at all
My tie became real loose,
we played a game of rock, paper, scissor shoot
Your scissors won, cut my parachute
It was a choir's tune,
a pilot's altitude
A beautiful hymn,
a beautiful interlude
If it can make it through this,
it's not a big crisis
just something you learn and dismiss
You've never looked more beautiful around the cemetery
when I placed my hand around the arc of your shoulder
the words came pouring out
there's not much I can do about it now
rest in peace
I'll see her underground
There's something to be said
something to be saved
give yourself up
don't give yourself away
The soldier dropped his shield
fell on a bloody field
it was then
his courage was revealed
It was love expressed down a plunging waterfall
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4. |
Chlorine
03:26
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You swore you'd clean the house,
right before you left,
but now I just home to a bedroom too unkept
Now my heals are bruised,
crayon suited black,
polished fingernails,
a sobriety attack
I'm gonna see you in December light,
a snowy pasture field
I'm gonna know you you,
when our beauty learns to feel
I'm just a boy in your arms
The pool in our backyard,
it's calm and it's clean,
the only scent scent around us,
is the scent of chlorine
I guess just what I mean,
is if this is a washing machine,
let's turn this heat on high,
when life becomes do or die
I'm gonna see you in December light,
a snowy pasture field
I'm gonna know you,
when your ego disappears
I'm just a boy in your arms
Kept away from harm
The leaves are turning brown,
piano elbow keys,
you keep saying you're leaving town
for a vintage rustic scene
I don't want to go,
into the deep unknown,
unless something substantial exists
hold my hand in this abyss
I'm gonna see you in December Light
a snowy pasture field,
I'm gonna know you,
when our beauty learns to feel
I'm just a boy in your arms
I'm just boy
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5. |
Find the Point
02:24
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When the morning came and went
the only thing that I saw left
was an empty beer and a cigarette
Sometimes you come home from work
I start to feel insecure
knowing all I did was play guitar
The best thing I suggest
Is do it while you can
what's the point of living
if it's for a big paycheck
what's the point of giving
if you're concerned with what you get
Find the point
there's always a point
There's an old friend of mine
doing well at 25
this word success should be redefined
there's so much beauty when you're free
when your the person you want to be
even if you're always scraping by
Angles do come seldom
twists they come to soon
mangled seeds of laughter
will walk and guide you through
hints of confusion
when there's no hints or a clue
Find the point
there's always a point
Father please drink with me
Mom keep my head at peace
I'm not doing much at all
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6. |
Nothing on the Trees
02:50
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I woke up to a hole in the clouds
I tried to reach a winter sun
You see that picture perfect view?
It's not of me, it's of us
I'm paving my own path
Concrete and shattered glass
Barefoot and running fast
Leaving nothing on the trees
Don't you leave me here
like a stagnant flag
waiting for a perfect breeze
to bring it's life back
haunted by the autumn leaves
leaving nothing on the trees
The metal gates are always locked
Keeping trespassers out
Once it get's late enough
I hop the fence and walk around
You're too afraid to make a climb
In the event that you might slip
If you make a perfect reach
You will find a prefect grip
Don't you leave me here
like a stagnant flag
waiting for a perfect breeze
to bring it's life back
always feeling stuck between
leaving nothing on the trees
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7. |
Bolts of Loss
02:27
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I pulled my shadow out
of the lake to see it's shape
underneath a moon that cried all night
the sunrise took it's place
I don't want to watch you leave
when you wave your last farewell
I'll use my imagination
and create a story to tell
Let my anger loosen all these bolts of loss
I want my love to stick
like gum onto cement
that way she'd have to notice it
with every routine step
But the only thing I keep noticing
is the alcohol on my breathe
it pains me to admit it
it makes things easier to accept
Let my anger loosen all these bolts of loss
The trophy case is dusty
and the wood is rotting out
the recognition still lies there
in the middle of it's doubt
I pulled my shadow out
of the road to keep it safe
it's these tiny fears of rejection
that keeps it in one place
Let my anger loosen all these bolts of loss
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8. |
Open Container
02:14
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This doesn't seem so strange
crashing down, these worrisome waves
held up high in your own good will
I was thinking of that joke you made
that pulled me out of a daydream
This doesn't seem out of place
this empty farm that just been appraised
notionless staring at the sunset
I was thinking of that joke you made
how can I ever forget?
With an open container
in the backseat of your car
we drove out of the city
and into the farms
we were doing the right speed
when police passed with curious eyes
Now I see that they're all leaving me
despite these blurry hopeful eyes
I never feel quite prepared
when change hits
I'm always scared
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9. |
Where Do I Go?
03:47
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Where do I go
from this point on?
You took my desires
and gave me your wants
sometimes I'm anxious
whenever I'm lost
Where do I go?
Loneliness is starting to set in
I don't think I'm gonna let it
all it does is waste my time
put it in a cup poke hole in the bottom
and let it drain
keep that fire away from that flame
Who is this man
I've grown to hate?
What got inside me
keep the devil away
sometimes I'm anxious
about decisions I've made
Who is this man?
Loneliness is starting to set in
I don't think I'm gonna let it
all it does is waste my time
put it in a cup poke hole in the bottom
and let it drain
keep that fire away from that flame
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10. |
Wait a While
02:53
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Wait a little while
I know you will get there
I know you will,
this life isn't designed for us to sit still
Wait a little while
I know it will cross you
I know it will,
this life is just one big crosswalk
Wait a little while
I know it wont haunt you
I know it can't haunt,
at some point a ghost is bound to get caught
Wait a little while
I know you will meet her,
I know you will,
if only she knew what have to offer
Wait a little while
I know you find laughter
I know you'll laugh,
the funniest jokes come from a troubled past
Wait a little while
I know you'll see beauty
I know you'll see beauty,
it's right around the corner in this journey
Wait a little while
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