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St.
03:27
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You spit on the sidewalk as I’m walking your way
And you’re not wrong
You threw your back out just trying to stand up straight
And it’s not long for you
You’re not wrong
I’ll tell you what you already know: you can’t do this all on your own
Another privileged, nondescript individual
Demanding order from you with headphones on
Listen buddy, I paid a lot of money
To tune you out
To turn you down
I see you sometimes in my sleep
Just stumbling around in the yard
Hands folded in the shape of a gun
Just doing the best that you can
I’ll tell you what you already know: you can’t do this all on your own
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2. |
Nonbeliever
03:24
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This working thing just ain’t working for you
You just refresh the news and repeat it again
Said you’ve found the trick: just be bad at your job
If you burn all the fries, they’re gonna make you the king
There you’ll find this nonbeliever on their non-believing knees
Said you’re doing much better living out in L.A.
Far away from your parents and the concerns of the day
And you think about all your friends from school
What they’re doing now
If they remember
There you’ll find this nonbeliever on their non-believing knees
You’ll find this nonbeliever asking for anything
I love your protest lines
Oh, but who has the time?
We all saw the same thing at the same time, okay?
Got a partner, for starters, and a kid on the way
Can’t be doing all this dumb shit no more
And you’re running out of things to give away
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Remains
02:46
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If I remember that right, we were standing in the rain
Burning that slim slick night down as the results came in
I felt the ground pull me closer down, felt the call of my youth
When they ask you where you’re from, you tell them the truth
One day we’ll all be condos
We’ll all be gutted and clean
My predawn nightmare is your all day daydream
When blue lights drive by, they never stop for me
When they ask you where you’re from, you tell them the truth
When they ask you where you’re from, you say you don’t know
Mind versus hunger, they taught you to sell
Oh no
And now you can’t afford to live in the town you were born in
When they ask you where you’re from, you tell them the truth:
You don’t know, and who does anymore?
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4. |
Melt
03:40
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Just take them down for all I care
How hard can it be?
Just melt them down
Forever fiction, let them go
Your suggestion: just throw him in the river
‘Cause we’ll be here after he’s gone
Can’t be long, just click refresh
I know you’ve been scared since November
Spooked since September
No, I don’t wanna hear that name again
Look, I read a lot these days
I read the first line of everything
So tell me how far I have to go
How many days?
How many borders?
I wake up in line at the store
She turns around
She stares me down
Says: “I don’t know about you, but I don’t believe we die.”
Says: “I don’t know about you…”
No, I don’t wanna hear that name again
There’s good left, I’ve seen it
You taught me how to quit and then you didn’t
Kids still check the phone poles for transmissions
With every day dumber than the one before
There’s good left, I’ve seen it, for sure
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5. |
The Red Door
03:43
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Feel my pulse pick up with every building that’s built
Haven’t we all felt a little in between before?
What remains?
Every corner, a new name
Rolled a three-sided die high above the phone line
She says, “Don’t be so cynical. This might all be a miracle”
All I want is to see you comfortable
In your own skin
In your own way
You come up for air and they’re gone
A letter nailed to the door
And you’ve learned to live with that
It’s how you learned to live
What remains?
Every corner, a new name
What remains?
Yeah, you’d burn it down, too
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6. |
Caretaker
03:26
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We sit in your car as the song fades out
And the same song fades in again
You’re looking through me
Saying, “I forgive them all”
You checked the rear view again, said:
“You’ve got things to talk about”
And I do
All I talk about is you
You will be canyons
You wild spiraling river
I hope I find what you found
You’re looking through me
Dealing with the day to day
Don’t even know my neighbors’ names
“You’ve got things to talk about”
And I do
All I talk about is you
My caretaker sings me these quiet songs
As we’re floating through space with the engines off
My caretaker thinks I think too much
As we’re floating through space with the engines off
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Eye
04:25
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As we’re halfway over the bridge
You’re taking a sip of your coffee
Glance at your phone and you mumble, “I hope he dies”
Yeah, I hope he dies, too
You were sunscreen and sandpaper
Just living for the comedown
You smiled and called me stupid
And you swam to the other side of the pool
Just like a dream
As we’re halfway out of the ocean
Wondering where we parked the car
A plane dips lower, towing a banner that said:
“What did you do between the wars?”
My selfish soul was screaming as I dropped you off at the airport
You smiled and called me stupid
Evaporating on the other side of the line
Just like a dream
It’s just me and the recoveries singing: “the only drug for this is time”
Living a letter to all the things we could’ve done better now
Forever further on my way back home
I’m still spinning like a laundromat
Still treading water in the aftermath
Just stay clean, just say you’ll remember me
Forever further on my way back home
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