1. |
Squirrelwood Road
04:24
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She walks into my life
Everyday for the first time
She makes me feel alright
Every time
She walks into the room
For the last time
Says what's on her mind
And she says...
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2. |
Start the Clock
04:21
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The time has come
To close the door behind you and start the clock
I'm parked out front
So pull the suitcase to the car, throw it in the trunk
And we've been so patient
We've waited such a long time for another year
And we've got the scars
So it's time to take the clutch, throw it into gear
Now I'm on the road
Feeling hungry
But I want that time again
And we're on the road
Feeling lucky
But I want that time again
And it feels like rain
Falling through the sunroof, onto our heads again
And I can't explain
How something I wanted so much one day could have caused this pain
But we're always waiting
For that robin to swoop down, perch upon our hands
And when it doesn't, the need to fly away might not go as it's planned
That's why I'm on the road
Feeling helpless
But I want that time again
We're on the road
Feeling hopeless
But I want that time again
That's why I'm on the road
Going backwards
But I want that time again
And I see the stars,
They're falling faster
But I want that time again
And I'm on the road
Going nowhere
But I want that time again
We're going home
We're going backwards
But I want that time again
And we're on the road
We're going nowhere
But I want that time again
And I see the stars,
They're getting closer
But I want that time again
And we're on the road
We're going nowhere
But I want that time again
And we're going home
We're getting closer
But I want that time again
And we're on the road
We're moving faster
And I want that time again
And we're going home
We're getting closer
And I want that time again
And we're on the road
I'm feeling hopeless
And I want that time again
And we're going home
I'll drive forever
And I want that time again
I want that time again
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3. |
Summer Song
04:35
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Long Island sun
It wakes me up,
Sneaks from the east into my window up above
And I wish it were you
Crawling through that pane
For that I'd trade this sunshine
For a week of rain
It's a small world, or so they so
But mostly it feels large
When we walk through these deserts of sorrow
Waiting for the next mirage
On Southern Parkway,
There's a traffic jam
Thousands of cars are making love
While the drivers throw their hands
The sun beats down on
Everything and everyone
But I wish you were here with me
Melting under this Long Island sun
It's up above the world so high
Ticking like a bomb
While half the world is looking away
With their TV sets on
Next time you visit Long Island
We'll go walking on the beach
Even if it's pouring down on us,
In my mind we'll never leave
You bring your pipe
And I'll bring my lungs
And we'll see if all our questions
Get answered from above
The sun's painting diamonds
Across the ocean's skin
When you see that open window
I hope you let yourself in
It's a spoonful of sugar they say
That helps the drugs go down
You're the sweetness in my sunspots, baby
You're the swings on my playground
The next time you visit Long Island
We'll go swimming at Jones Beach
And even if it's pouring down on us,
In my mind we'll never leave
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4. |
Breathing In
04:13
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It's the feeling I get
When I see my own breath,
Reminds me I'm alive
And my hooded sweatshirt skin
That I've been living in
Blends into the night
And all this love is only breathing in
Do you see it in my eyes?
It should come as no surprise
Sparks of silent din
You can see but you can't hear
Because the meaning's never clear
And it blends into the night
And all this love is only breathing in
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5. |
The Swear
05:02
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He whispers softly into her ear,
Says all the things you'd want to hear
From a lover or one you'd spend your life with,
But he is not one like that
Take her to the bar, buys her another rum & coke
Goes outside so her can have a smoke
Clutches her arm as he hails a cab
And as they collapse together, he begins to tell her,
"I swear I'll love you
With all of my heart
I swear I'll need you
''cause I've never felt like this before"
She awakens, finds her hair's a mess
Her head's still cloudy and she can't find her dress
He makes her breakfast, has her out by noon
And says, "Hey maybe we should do this again some time soon"
One week later not a call's returned
She thinks, "Hey maybe this is what it's like to get burned."
One year later she sees him out and he says,
"Baby this is what I'm all about..."
"I swore I'd love you
With all of my heart
And I knew I'd need you
Until I got what I want
And I swore I'd love you
With all of my heart
And I knew I'd need you
Until I got what I want from you."
I swore I'd love you
With all of my heart
And I knew I'd need you
Until I got what I want
And I swore I'd love you
With all of my heart
And I knew I'd need you
Until I got what I want from you
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6. |
New Tonight
06:33
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Chances always arriving,
Passing by like cars in the distance
Takes me out of the moment,
And I lose myself in the headlights
I'm peeling off my labels
I'm peeling off my labels
Civilize me and tame me
Teach me all of your facts and your fictions
Throw me into cold water
When I come out I'll be numb with clarity
I'm peeling off my labels
I'm peeling off my labels
The need for distraction
Has some use tonight
So let's get out from the covers
And feel something new tonight
I'm peeling off my labels
I'm peeling off my labels
Let's take some chances
Let's take our chances on tonight
Let's take some chances
Let's take our chances on tonight
I'm peeling off my labels
I'm peeling off my labels
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7. |
Lube
04:13
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Waves of promise
Are spilling over
Out of the cauldron that
You once spoke from
Now your words have
Become a jukebox
The songs recycled
You beg for quarters
But I can't hear you
You're too loud for me
And when you whisper, well
You just bore me
But just keep talking
I need the company
And maybe someday
I'll tell you just what you've become
But you'll never love what you become
'cause you can't love what you once hated,
You'll never love what you become
You say you're straight
As a brick wall
And your intentions
Are pure as snowfall
But I see your eyes
And they're as crooked
As a city skyline,
You wrote the book on it
I've been reading and
I've been turning
These scattered pages
And I've been learning that
What comes down to just
A few seconds can
Make the difference
Between what you are and what you'll become
But you'll never love what you become
'cause you can't love what you once hated,
You'll never love what you become
First impressions are
Always lasting and
My life's movie is
Always casting so
Pick your new role
As an extra and
Earn your paycheck,
Just fucking stay there and
Maybe one day
We'll both look back at this
And then I'll say
What a good friend you've been
If that's the case it's
Such a disgrace
To hear myself say that
I really hate what I've become
But you'll never love what you become
'cause you can't love what you once hated,
You'll never love what you become
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8. |
D.E.F.
06:23
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Every time you speak
A stream of bullshit falls to the ground
And every time you breathe
I can smell the burning embers of truth all around
Every time you cry
One tear is always shed for yourself
And every time you vie for adoration
You get farther from yourself
Now I don't know how to rectify the situation
Created by your infatuation with yourself
Every time I think
I know what's being said
I'm thrown for a loop after loop after loop
And it's messing with my head
And every time I think
I can see right through your lies
Your verbal defecation throws me for another surprise
Now I don't know how to rectify the situation
Created by your infatuation with yourself
Now I don't know how to rectify the situation
Created by your infatuation with yourself
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9. |
End on the 6
04:42
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12:09
The train to Trenton's right on time
But I'm still waiting for my ego to arrive
A dollar five
A poor man asks and I oblige
Here's to my money leaving me before my mind
And it's not hard to keep the engine clean when you don't drive
And it's not hard to keep the engine clean when you don't drive
Aching for what keeps us from feeling
It's such a peaceful burn
1:03
The platform has become a sea
And this silver boxcar has become a submarine
I try to read
But this volume of Nietzsche is killing me
If God is dead, well then, there's something left for me
Aching for what keeps us from feeling
It's such a peaceful burn
Looking for what keeps us from seeing
Guess we have to learn
4:06
Where's New York when you need it?
And where's that wide-eyed boy who used to cry when people died?
It's time to fix
The broken ornaments and picture frames we saved throughout our lives
Aching for what keeps us from feeling
It's such a peaceful burn
Looking for what keeps us from seeing
Guess we have to learn
Aching for what keeps us from feeling
It's such a peaceful burn
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10. |
Bottom of Yourself
07:12
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Well, I don't know what's worse:
To change when you're not ready,
Or stay exactly how you were
No one tells the truth
To a camera in their face
But we're always trying to recreate those same snapshots
The philosopher in me
Drives the rest of me crazy
But I know you see the things I see in you
So when you get there
Let me know you're well
I'll be waiting for your call
And when you get there
Tell me how it feels
To reach the bottom of yourself
Can you really know yourself
If you live your life in phases?
Take a new face off the shelf
You ask me if it hurts
To love without a question
Or regard for myself
Well let me ask you
Can you hurt if you can't love?
Can you love if you can't look into a mirror and see yourself?
So when you get there
Let me know you're well
I'll be waiting for your call
And when you get there
Tell me how it feels
To reach the bottom of yourself
Amazing grace, how sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me
Well, I was so lost
But now I am found
Was blind but now I see
Amazing grace, how sweet that sound
That saved this wretch...
So when you get there
Let me know you're well
I'll be waiting for your call
And when you get there
Tell me how it feels
To reach the bottom of yourself
Tell me how you hurt
Can you tell me how you hurt?
And when you get there
Tell me how it feels
To reach the bottom of yourself
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