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Abigail
01:53
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I’m just trying to know what I
wanna die surrounded by
Of all the books I’m halfway through
I could build a staircase up to you
Half a memory is tugging at me
Abigail I want you be
alive with me
Can’t believe who I used to be
What did i see in you? or you in me?
It’s good sometimes to cut her slack
that version of myself I don’t want back
if I die right now I need you to see
Abigail I want you to be alive with me
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Being jaded and being aware
Poised on opposite sides of the scale
Try to get in the right mindset
But it isn’t there
It isn’t fair
Thought I saw that the labyrinth
Turned out to just be on a grid
Geometry came in handy
but it was just for me
me
Aftershook after the aftershock
Aftershook everybody’s staring at us now
Aftershook everyone thinks you are just a clown
But nobody is saying to stop
Nobody is saying to stop
Stop
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Fruit Stand
01:58
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By the time I wake up, you’ll be long gone
Like a fruit stand in the evening
I pass on the left
Everybody’s left
If it’s raining and I can’t feel it, is it raining?
Love is a translucent sheet hovering above concrete
Both reflective and clear, beautiful with anything its near
When it shatters, nothing matters
There’s all these pieces but apart they have no meaning
If it’s raining and I can’t feel it
Is it raining?
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Magnetic Personality
01:39
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The psychic told me that
I was only there 'cause
I needed a friend
and she held my hand
And she told me that
I was gonna change but she
didn’t know what way.
What a bust
Everything is telling me that
I’m regressing at light speed
I don’t still play the guitar every day
ask me how I am and I won’t really say
I got a weeks worth of questions
But you answer them all with a glance
I could have seen it coming
but I left it up to chance
I had a magnetic personality once
But I got too tired to keep it up
(single tear, single tear, single tear, must be nice)
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Wayne
01:57
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I was raised in writing love songs for someone I hate
Now when I write a real one it feels like fate
I try to relax my face,
in case I make it to old age
But you got me smiling all the time
My eyes go so wide
I was always afraid of starting talking
'Cause I know there’s no way of ever stopping,
There is no way of fitting everything in
Not everything you say
has got to let them know something deeper about you
Forgot a bunch of parts of me back then
I want you around while I’m remembering
Like in 1st grade how I went by Wayne
I always had another name
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Sky Magnet
02:33
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My heart aches at every throb
renovate my brain while it’s dreaming
Vision was painting with clay
an enormous cafeteria tray
What a way to examine how you felt
to converse is the inverse of it
Slow train I’ll never take again
to sing harmonies with someone who’s not even my friend
but I’ll always call it as it is
Though it gets harder to see it
You never know what they’re feeling
The urge to hit snooze on everything
My heart aches at every throb
Some sky magnet has me in its pull, unearths me
I’m just trying to stand on my feet
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7. |
A Work Call
03:01
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Power down
I'm pink like a candy heart from
trying to keep up
running towards running to running after
you
Not quite sure what
I am looking for
There are guides out here
They're knocking at my door
You take
a work call
I close my eyes
and feel the wind
on my lids!
It’s not too late
To say goodbye
Again & again & again again
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Empty head
It’s cool to have nothing in it
It’s ok not to sing a song
about everything
all the time
But if I did
I’d fill up all the server farms
I’d fill up all the iPhone clouds
I’d fill up all the hard drives
So I should keep an empty head
Fill myself up with emptiness
And try to just take a breath
sometimes
I’m always bursting at the seams
I’ll tell you all about my dreams
I wish that I could quiet it
accept a little silence
maybe one day I’ll find it
and I’ll toe the line
I pick you like a coffee cup
You thought that I could pick you up
But I don’t even have a car
I’m taking you right where we are
I’m at the bottom of the road
You’re looking like the line I toed
You’re at me like an antelope
I’m swaying like a grassy knoll
It’s the first time I spoke today
and that’s why when you heard me say
Hello I sounded like a frog
I thought that I could pet the dog
But it just wasn’t up to me
I hid behind the neighbor's tree
But he wouldn’t come out to play
I guess I’ll try another day
It’s all to keep an empty head
It’s cool to have nothing in it
It’s ok not to sing a song
About everything
All the time
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Fragments
02:55
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We can never go back
what you believe goes fast
My heart meets a sea, immense
The night comes smaller, intense
Freaking out across the trees
Now, love
Now I see
But I’m a guitar gone too far
You facing the floor every day
Prettiness that transformed nothing
Here’s your chance to stop flirting with a nightmare
The winds air-dried
another world for you
It's about more than just a
different shape of the puzzle
Time and space
a translucent weight
invisible 'til they fade away
Over and over
Once or forever
Protect the softer
It didn’t matter
I have enough quiet for a landscape
You can view the tunnel in a goblet
You feel like a slowing ocean
One day we could leave these fragments completely
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10. |
Prolonging Babyhood
01:41
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Prolonging babyhood
I don’t wanna feed myself
Don’t wanna think about the future
Put my training wheels back on
And pour the milk in my coffee
Rip the serifs right off my lettering
I don’t wanna feel strongly
Don’t feel strong enough
for unnamed scenarios
How can you love so much
Mac n cheese, feed me broccoli
I miss you early summer I hear the cue
Feelings are just feelings before the theory starts
Prolonging babyhood, I don’t wanna feed myself
Don’t wanna think about the future
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I feel like scored clay
Rough unless I attach myself to you
I see your face
in the Christmas magazine, in a candy cane
I am going to start letting you
put spinach in my eggs
It's obvious I'm Olive Oyl and you're Popeye
I'm not worried about the rest of my life
because you are here today
I go back in time
I'm a cast iron
What about the sweet
glazed streets of your
ho-hum hometown?
There I sat in warm-enough shade
do you miss that reckless life?
Maybe I’m asking myself
It is only fair
to ask myself too
you don’t love me?
that’s okay, god
loves me, target
loves me, gap loves
me, you will be
so successful
you’ll buy new friends!
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Counting down the days of the week
Ever since I decided to freak out on Friday
What a sight to see before 1pm me
listening to 2007 indie, exercising
It’s still Wednesday, I have to wait
two more sleeps 'til I can freak out on Friday
Counting sheep ‘til my turn to speak
I’m super bummed I have to go
I guess I’ll see you after though
When I freak out on Friday
When I freak out on Friday
what a sight to see before 1am me
listening to 2019 Frankie
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Street View
01:58
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I felt so tragic
Today on Google Maps just
circling the block and seeing where we met
I was making such progress
Now there’s new stuff to process
Seems like it’s an imperfect art
hope it doesn’t fall apart
falling out my body
Decade later oddly
clinging to the poles
break it in half it’s whole
Judy says i'm Trini to the bone
Over the phone we’re both dancing alone
make a list in an iPhone note
Look at it when I’m feeling low
But I’d rather write a poem
I think everything's a cult
Sometimes you just have to laugh
at the facts
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14. |
Spare The Guitar
02:10
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Selfishly
I don’t want what I see
To be a prophecy
Though it doesn’t scare me
I just think it would be a waste to die so fast
and it might make some people sad
But they will figure out life after me
There will be some return to
normalcy
The story spreads itself out so suddenly I can hardly read what I’m picturing
Did he just do it so you’d know his name?
Or was he really just filled with hate?
What I imagine when I close my eyes
It would really make my momma cry
And what I feel when I sing...it would really leave you wondering
Why can I see it so vividly?
Slow motion, hyper-speed
Broken glass, bloody mess
I know I said something different before
but spare the guitar!
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15. |
Heed The Call
01:32
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Water and a sweater vest
I am doing my best
Will it always be like this?
All I can do is heed the call
when you put it out with power
you know I’ll follow
I just wanna feel normal
I’m not the same as I was before
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