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The Power Of Our Kind
03:40
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What a time to be alive
The earth is dead
We understand the power of our kind
I brought a vase of lilies home
On June the first
The bulbs did burst in shades of white and gold
And it’s not much
But it is something
What a time to touch your skin
When all is lost
It’s as if we never were at all
Maybe that’s the better way
Forget my songs
Forget my face and let the record state
It’s not much
but it’s something
What a time to be alive
The sky is dark
We’re apart but never really
Cause if you simply stand outside
And just look up
A million suns quietly singing
That it’s not much
But it’s something
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We All Get Sad Sometimes
04:55
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Suddenly I’m changed
My thoughts have been rewired
We all get sad sometimes
We all get sad sometimes
So leave me to my pain
I’m selfish by design
I will be satisfied
I will be satisfied
What is the trouble that you find here?
In the vast reaches of your mind
You’re too kind
To be destroyed by god
What if I’m awake?
What if I survive?
We all deserve to die
We’re begging for it
We all deserve this life
Whatever happens
What is the trouble that you find here?
By all accounts you're doing fine
You’re too kind
To be destroyed by god
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Charlie fled and sped away
Down the dark streets of Newark
3 am
A car this age with this many miles
Could feed you for a month
If you got friends at the paint and body
What do you wanna be?
I forgot who I was
The city dark and wild
Watch the gears shift
Mike was drunk and driving home
Through the dark streets of Newark
3 am
Tank of gas, a pack of smokes
And student loans to pay
Might call up a previous lover
The engine on, he grabs his phone
And stares into the light
Focus on the spinning number
What do you wanna be?
I forgot who I was
At the gas station parked
“Get out of the car
Get out of the car
Get the fuck out of the car”
Charlie parks and walks inside
To where his wife sleeps alone
He washes up and lays beside her
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4. |
Marathon Man
05:17
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Hey - do you got that new chip in your credit card? Inquiring minds await.
Hey - I've been sleeping poorly since the marathon. I came in second place (.2 seconds away, hey hey)
Hey - if that is not a crime then I don't know what is (oh god I want more time) (planets don't align, they just embarrass ours)
So I've been staying in my room.
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5. |
Grey Eyes Kill
05:55
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Black black black
All I’ve seen
All I’ve known
Is wasted
In my room
In our home
Forever
Grey Eyes Kill
Blue, blue, blue
If his fingers left a bruise
Remember
That you won’t be
Just ten years old
Forever
Grey Eyes Kill
White, white, white
Spirits bright
And oceans wide
And lifting
Lifting high
Should waters rise
So quickly?
And if the bastard ever shows
Strip him naked to the toes
And never roll away his stone
To see him
Grey Eyes Kill
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The Waking Hours
04:13
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I wander through the waking hours (little darling - see again)
Something awoke when you wrote your book
(You were never kind to me, but you always told the truth)
And I see the murky depths swirling past your eyes
(It's like nothing's changed, but everything is new)
And I don't want to die in this piece of shit hotel, I want to walk out the door for you and vanish in the air as you bare your teeth
(You're part of the gang now too)
Come on little sugar, don't leave the party now! Everyone is here for you, everyone is here!
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See where the line was drawn?
This is the wire you’re balanced on
The highest science: to bargain with the gods
Who do you think you are?
When you’re sleeping the liquor off
A quiet mind is devoted to the cause
Lover, just give em whatever they want
What do you know from the city
Some things don’t grow in soil
But take root in your mind
In an infinite spiral
While the poor man’s bride
Is a corpse in a lavender suit
I wouldn’t mourn the loss
A Cohen is born while it’s garbage you write
A chorus for us
Stop fucking with your voice
Careful, you might just slip into the void
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A Waste
05:08
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It’s my favorite image from our trip to New York:
Drunk in the village, facing the storm
Despite the bad weather, we were walking around
Do you remember it now?
When It’s already over
I let my guard down
(Gabe was right, the bastard showed in the frozen night on the horse his father stole)
When It’s already over
I let my guard down
It’s my favorite image from our trip to New York:
Asleep in the kitchen we could barely afford
You took a red marker and you wrote on my face
In your infinite grace:
“A Waste”
“A Waste”
“A Waste”
“A Waste”
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