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time in reverse
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I was looking for permission
To become what I am
Like I was sent here on a mission
To make you give a damn
Now I know what I ain’t looking for
It's when and where to be ignored
Ever after and before
I’d slip into a pattern
But for who?
Cause I know exactly
What it’s gonna take to free my mind
Now I’ve had enough to play
And now I’m thinking it’s time
I’m thinking it’s time
Time, time to be alone
Time, time to be full grown
You used to say that
All the best storytellers were liars
I'd linger on your every word
Like they were pale blue eyes
Now when the big one hits
I’m still too dumb to even realize
That the joke you said
You had just wrote
I’d heard a hundred times
Before, before, before
Again and again
So it won’t be me to volunteer
But someone really ought to do something
Before it’s time
Before it’s time
It's time, time to be alone
And it’s time, time to leave home
We used to shout and ball our fists
And shake our wallets at G-d
We swallowed lots and tasted little
And exposed you as a fraud
Now when the hard rain is falling
Sideways down the locker hall
A hero child rushes the black hole
Coming for us all
It’s tragic and true
And commonplace as alcohol
We sold those kids out
And called it inevitable
And I know you know
I know you know that it’s true
And I know, I know, I know
You don’t know what to do
You don't know what to do
Yeah, but you do
Know what to do
And it’s time
For something entirely new
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2. |
Song for David
04:15
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David didn’t finish his verse
Hemingway didn’t touch his breakfast
And even I don’t want to be fifty two
Directing kids in a play called No Exit
No, I don’t want to be thirty one
Obsessed with money
How much and where I'm getting it
You know that I was raised on cheap cigarettes
And when it rains I always let it
Splashing in puddles on my pillow
Singing words that David twists into rhyme
Can he see what he means to the people like me?
Do you see at all from the other side?
I never knew what I was looking for
But I know all my favorite places to hide
Now no one is asking
So I’ll say it again
Before I wander all through the night
(I wanna wonder through the night)
I know it’s dark and I know it’s cold
I know that beyond means on the other side
But if you can still hear me
If you can still feel things
Things don’t got to feel alright
Some days I like to feel nothing
I believe that nothing likes to feel me too
I chased a junk wax era MacGuffin
All the way down Rue Morgue Avenue
I meant to ask the painter what that matter was
Why is the sky always looking so blue?
Well Steve picked up a brush
And just scratched her head
In the way only an artist would do
(In the way only an artist could do)
We never settled the argument
Over who gets to explain hurt to who
But I risked becoming some embodiment
Of sweet content when I would listen to you
I can’t blame anyone for having enough
They turned brokenness into a career
Like the largest shard in a pile of broken glass
Poses the bottle as an idea
(Now it's just an idea)
I know it’s dark and I know it’s cold
Well I know the black road is a river in Crimea
But if you can still hear me
If you can still keep moving
Things don’t got to end right here
Oh no, things don't got to end right here
Things don't got to feel alright
Oh no, things don't got to feel alright
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Wildfires
04:22
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When my friend Jordan
Moved back home from California
There were wildfires there
Swarming residential areas
And it was awful
People died
It looked like Hell finally arrived
But even Hell isn't quite as hot
As they advertise
I think I need to rest my eyes
I just need to rest my eyes
He said “LA is a strange place
People running around in a rat race
People working on their old face
While the planet turns up the heat”
I said, “That sounds kinda like fun
Maybe I wanna ride into the sun
I’ll place my faith in something dumb
And even do it blind"
Well I think I need to rest my eyes
Yeah, I just need to rest my eyes
Well don’t you miss the ocean?
He said, “Never once did I notice it"
I guess it’s hard to miss anything
That is still within your reach
But sometimes I'm looking at the sky
And I see an empty space inside
A reflection of the night
Inside my soul out on the beach
And that is when I'm thinking about him
Like I think about all of them
And I wonder if I’m going
To wherever they’ve arrived
You know it ain't as hard
To live without them
As it's hard to watch life just go on
But I think maybe
We’re like the ocean and its tides
And I think I need to rest my eyes
I just need to rest my eyes
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Swimming in the Wind
05:56
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Snake eyes
03:43
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Belladonna
04:29
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Gold
03:21
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Shine
06:12
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Stepping out into the cold night
Sidewalks sparkle in the street light
They wanna shine just like the stars shine
Long since dead but far from gone
And it reminds me of those old times
Being trapped inside of a cold mind
Spent most all of my adult life
Trudging in shackles made of snow
It’s like everyday is Groundhog Day
Watching every strand of hair go gray
The shade of sky when it’s freezing rain
And there’s no work left can be done
When you’re all alone and punched out
Sinking deeper into debt and doubt
When you think back upon the trade now
Did they take more than they gave you?
What’s a man if he can’t reach out
Like the light upon the street now
Like the shining and the speed
And how it keeps those stars up in the sky?
When our babies have all grown old
I hope they know what we have never known
Some kinda hope that really feels like home
Some country they can call their own
Til then we’re changing day to day
Like the rain when it evaporates
Maybe we‘ll still come a long way
Where the children play they’ll grow
Sometimes it’s taking too long
Just to grow myself full grown
I want to shine long
I hope we shine on
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10. |
Dogshit
02:33
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