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contact
01:15
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i've been trying to contact you
send a satellite up to
the heavens you embody
the love that you have left
i'm begging for a seance
to have some modest success for once
i don't care if we talk for hours
i just wanna know it's for the best
i purchased the necronomicon
i filled my house with bats and the blood of nuns
you're gone, you're still gone
the magic is useless
i send my prayers into the abyss
it's you my friend that i still miss
i'm not sure how to make much sense
of all you've left behind
i'm sure i'll understand in time
i'm sure that i'll be fine
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2. |
evolved
01:56
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man oh man color me impressed
i'm at my best when i know i'll see you next
higher kinda living, lower kinda being
you crawled out of the pond to see me still swimming
how the hell can i catch you?
reverse swimming it seems like my new living
how the hell can i catch you?
my gills might rot
but you're forigiving
man oh man i got a lotta feelings
i'll write 'em out and try to make you see 'em
but these gills of mine can't hold pens
to write romantic things to my friend
( i was supposed to sing "these fins of mine can't hold pens" but i fucked up AND I DON'T KNOW FISH ANATOMY )
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3. |
moment
01:13
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honey i'll wait but just for a moment
i really must tend to other things
the dog needs walking and my floors are dirty
don't be angry if i don't stay
darling i know it all seems awful
the worlds got you down
there's not much to say
we all march on because life's just a battle
though i only feel that way about half of my days
honey i'll wait but just for a moment
the lights dying down and our attention's astray
see that patch of grass, up there and yonder?
that's where i'll be, if i decided to stay
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4. |
relax, bud
01:14
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i find it hard to be bitter
if you're happy with where you've ended up
it feels strange to say, very adult
when did i grow to be calm and controlled?
i will not wallow
i will seize
singlehandedly
whatever i want
and whatever i may need
i find it hard to imagine
the scenario playing out any different
but in the end, if you ask me
"well do you regret it?"
i would just laugh
i will not crumble
i will breathe
in through my nose and relax for once
so you'll never get to see
what i'm up to and why things will be good
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5. |
strange
01:31
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do you want to sing with me?
we can sing together 'til our ears bleed
don't be nervous, strange coming from me
do you want to walk down the street?
i like listening to the pitter patter of your feet
it reminds me that you're there as you've always been
do you wanna spend the day in bed?
there's no where i would rather be instead
i'd bring you cereal or something maybe
do you want me to just shut up?
sometimes i go on and on...oh what?
i guess maybe you're the one for me
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6. |
summer suns are gross
02:01
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do you still love me?
do you wanna kick it next to the golfers
and watch the light die down?
we can build a fort for an hour and spend the night making out
it feels so childish and dumb
but it's a simple buzzing love
like the hum of bugs in the summer sun
like all those days we lost out on
well do you want me?
i know it's not quite as simple as that
it never has been, ya, it never will
at least as far as i can tell
but i doubt it matters much
because you can hit me up when you'd like
we can walk my dog around the graveyard
and i'll look at you like
you're not of this world
'cause when you call me when you're walking home
well my heart beats louder, my heart beats louder, my heart beats louder than hell
well am i happy?
a lot of folks have been asking me lately
i'm more than content, my job pays the rent
i like my friends, they're swell
some of the best times though are cooking dinner next to you
there's a tenderness that is absent in all the other things i do
so there's no pressure
really i mean it as i always have
but if it isn't obvious, man i'm worse with words than ever planned
because i'm into you
as much as i can be
it's the kind of caring i thought impossible
for a misfit toy like me
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7. |
heartache
01:14
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you are every decision that i chose not to make
you are drunken slurring and my teenage heartache
but in you i see every great failure i've ever had
and in you i see my mom and dad
ooo o oo o oo o
you are the books still stacked upon my shelf
you are the looks that kick me down to hell
and in you i see every fucked up thing i said
and in you i see all my former friends
ooo oo o o oo o o
you are the future that i'm sure i've missed out on
a train without brakes not worth betting on
and in you i see hopes and other stupid things
and in you i see it over and over again
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8. |
spewing
02:06
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i feel stupid and oh so clumsy
because i got wine all over the postcard that you sent
all those beautiful greens faded to greyness
just like the remnants of the love that we kept
you see, i'm not sure i'll make it to next summer
without spewing feelings all across your floor
because the way your eyes seem to get right at me
well, i dunno what else having a heart is for
my friend called up - asked how we were doing
i hadn't the heart to tell him how we'd failed
"that's great, y'all always had the perfect chemistry"
a bogus experiment that we regretfully bailed
you see, i'm not sure i'll make it to next summer
without spewing feelings all across your floor
because the way your eyes seem to get right at me
well, i dunno what else having a heart is for
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9. |
sundays
01:29
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guess i was wrong, all along
i just wasn't the one
these past few months haven't been much fun
i cancel dates, stay up late
wish that i knew why
things collapsed when they all felt so right
in the end, all i wanted was someone who "got it"
able to speak freely and freak out next to
make nice things together and lay in bed
on sundays
listening to sounds and talk and kiss
i'm tired of writing songs
i'm tired, so tired, of feeling like this
i'm tired of not having you to miss
same old story, i'm sure it's boring
you've heard it all before
but it still rings loudly in my head
you pushed away but i still stay
i wish i could explain all the things going on in my brain
as for you, i hope you do all the things you intend to
though i know it can sometimes be strange
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