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Retrospect
02:20
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and what it was, we'll never know
what we were making, what were we making?
and what it was, we'll never know
wasn't enough time to grow
i know it's not here
and it's all right, i never said enough
and it's all right, we were never close enough
and when you picture this
and when i picture this
i'll leave out the things you don't want
if you leave out the things i don't want to remember
were you this, were you that?
was i this, was i that?
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Secret Sitcoms
02:23
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oh, you never know
were these thoughts always in my head,
or pushed through the cracks by some random passerby?
all the actors and producers hide it all so well
are these my words or recycled soliloquys?
oh what did i say? i never even thought of it
oh what did i say? i don't mean a word of it
oh what did i say? i never even thought of it
this feels like a set up but there's no camera in sight
am i hitting my marks too far left or too right?
how many takes before we wrap this scene?
am i alive, dead, awake or in dream?
wait, i can't keep up
you've gone off script and you're ad-libbing all your parts
and this sudden monologue has got me out of sorts
oh what did you say? you don't mean a word of it
oh what did you say? you never even though of it
oh what did you say? you don't mean a word of it
i haven't heard a trace of the laugh track
even though we're well past the second act
hidden stresses have all taken their toll
will i disappear when the credits roll?
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Sleepyhead
01:24
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sleepyhead your eyes are closed
thought you didn't want to be alone
would you like to share a dream
i know it's not quite what it would seem
they told you how it all should look
like crushed flowers in a book
kept the pieces in a safe
didn't want to stay
but i don't make the rules
the next door neighbor grew a beard
often sang but you'd never hear
his father left without a will
the family fights about it still
you never noticed on sunday
he put the promise ring away
waited near the pharmacy
whispered something nervously
"why don't she see me?"
sleepyhead your eyes are closed
guess you spend the night alone
watching something on tv
an x-files marathon till three
never knew you used to write
sketching stories late at night
dusty notebooks on the shelf
nothing that can't be helped
but you will never know
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Prodigy
03:28
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i want to be a prodigy and make everything seem so god damn easy.
wish i could play beethoven's ninth underwater with a blind fold around my eyes
i want to paint from memory every single freckle from your forehead to your knees.
solve quadratic equations in my sleep.
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Little Bells
03:01
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come see me at the same time everyday
and the fields remind me of your hair
makes me happy while i wait for you
while i wait
don't be a slave to monotony
turn the lights on and off and on and on
when the days are so short it seems we get nothing done
1 and 2, 3,4,5,6
count it off until it makes you sick
do you own them, or do they own you?
what's a king with nothing to rule?
and everyone is trying to get away
from themselves or from a place
some things may always change
but your responsible for what you tame
and on the golden sand, i'll leave this land
so you can have stars that laugh.
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Temporary Tattoos
03:53
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the ink never quite took a hold in our skin
erased without noticing
only a few words left that's safe to call
not saying much of anything at all
always a few steps behind
a lack of direction; the fault's always mine
our foot steps are out of sync
we are never where we are when we want us to be
bull dogs and butterflies,
superheroes, 25 cent surprise
doesn't matter what you choose,
it will wash off in a week or two
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Destroy/Create
02:27
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speak as softly as you can with your hands out
like you're approaching a wild dog
saying, "please don't run away." but it's too late
it's so easy to destroy but so hard to create
the ideas we cradle softly, nestled safe and sound
we so quickly surrender when no one is around
and when we take these things off the shelf
we can polish it and dust it but nothing really helps
it will crumble to the floor without a peep
all the fragments and debris start clawing at your feet
i don't know what to build with this
i don't know what to build with this
always, always running your mouth
takes so long to contain what should never come out
little secrets piled each and every way
slowly falling down crushing all in its wake
gather the pieces, stack them up again
glue and tape and staples - anything to help it mend
each time i get cruder and easier to break
it's so easy to destroy but so hard to create
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10
02:17
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if i was smart i'd make a cloning machine and have ten different mes
no need to choose no debates, take every chance make every mistake
and i could do things i was always scared to do, and still have at least one or two of me that didn't have to
i'd watch from a safe distance
from a safe distance i'd watch as i go new places as i try to be ten different me's
what i hate and what i need
the unfamiliar and second trys at old memories
what i fear will always be, but i'll watch it like it's tv
if i watch from a safe distance i'll see you end up with one of me.
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One Step at a Time
01:52
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you show up late, an hour or two
there's no excuse that they won't see through
so you punish them while smiling
to keep the make up from running down your chin
you just need to get through the night
one step at a time
then you wake up in the middle of the night
you can't get back to the dream you had
so you picture it in your head
but it's not enough to get back
you just need to get through the night
one step at a time.
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10. |
Things that don't exist
05:07
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everything i think are just bad dreams
for when i'm not asleep.
and what i miss are things that don't exist.
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