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Slow (and steady)
04:00
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(You’re always on my mind)
I need you under my table
Like I need free speech
To get me up in the morning
Settle down, give an inch, or something
Settle it or open up
Or leave the valley for appearance’s sake
From one line to another
Does it ever feel better with anyone?
And we can talk but the reason feels cheap
Nothing makes sense nothing looks real
Does it bother you too?
Does it bother you too?
You’re always on my mind
And I can’t let go
I hold you to the light
Still I can’t let go
You’re always on my mind
And I can’t let go
He talks about the ocean in you and me
But nothing about the one between us
Fighting through the cold, man
What’s the point in talking light
If you live the same life twice
And then die alone?
(From one line to another)
And the reason feels cheap
(Does it ever feel better?)
Nothing makes sense nothing looks real
Does it bother you too?
Does it?
Yeah that much falls on me
And it falls on you yeah I can feel it too
(You’re always on my mind)
Yeah that much falls on me
(And I can’t let go)
And it falls on you I can feel it too
(You’re always on my mind)
I walk through the valley, man, and I lead the rain
(Nothing makes sense, nothing looks real)
You wear the second side down
Trying to pinch through your great escape
(And I can’t let go)
When the whole thing needs an ending
Fade out again
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2. |
Flight
03:44
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Meet you in the bedroom
Going on about how you missed your flight
And calling your mother
Front seat to that manic phase again
You’re in the dead of night
Feeling around for one tie or another
(‘Till I understand what the forward meant by love the body leave the rest to bend)
You don’t know how much you mean to this one
When she said
If I gave a little less
If I gave a little, little less
We could picnic stop inside your bed
Well I gave a little, little less
(Less to know you, more to feel fine with it)
When I fell down the front steps
And hit my head on something hard
Meet you in the bedroom
Going on about how you missed your flight
Go outside and watch the sunrise
You still don’t know how much you mean to this one
Don’t know how much you mean to this sorry one
(When she said)
Sue do you fear the bright light coming?
(If I gave a little less)
Or do you fear the lack?
If I gave a little, little less
We could picnic stop inside your bed
Till I understand what the forward meant by love the body leave the rest to bend
Well I gave a little, little less
(Less to know you, more to feel fine with it)
When I fell down the front steps
And hit my head on something hard
Yeah I fear the bright light coming too
Do you fear the writing on my mind?
Oh just reach up and grab me Sue
Oh just reach up and grab me Sue
Oh you
Till I understand what the forward meant by love the body leave the rest to bend
Till I understand what the forward meant
Till I understand what the forward meant
(Oh just reach up and grab me Sue)
When she said
(Oh just reach up and grab me Sue)
If I gave a little less
(Oh just reach up and grab me Sue)
If I gave a little, little less
(Oh just reach up and grab me Sue)
Well it made me wanna fall down the front steps
(Oh just reach up and grab me Sue)
Made me wanna fall down the front steps
(Oh just reach up, reach up and grab me Sue, reach up)
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3. |
Champions
02:13
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I was feeling nothing with the right intent
My whole mind
Coming in fighting through your lies
I was feeling like I could live again
But there’s nothing in our case that went even basically well
While you gator around here
I’ll be fading on the top of your dresser
And drinking wine with the TV on
Yeah you can catch me in the wrong song
I was feeling empty in my head again
There’s a weight to this place
You can never forget
And it makes you so crazy you’ll just lie in bed
Just taking the day one breath -
After a breath I’m gone
Back the same way I always come from
After the wine I’m gone
Back the same way I always run from
I wanna reach you in your place
Just tell me how much I need to make it
And when to show up
(I was feeling nothing and I was feeling nothing)
Just tell me how much I need to make it
And when to show
(I was feeling nothing and I was feeling nothing)
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4. |
Sweet Talk
03:44
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Something in me says
I’ve been waiting for you
To come up and greet me
Something in me says
I’ve been waiting for you
To come up and greet me
There’s a tired old man in the back of my head
He’s talking loud
About things he doesn’t know anything about
Yeah it’s a violent fog
There’s no right thing to do
Check my collar head back through the room
I wanna talk
I wanna talk about nothing
I wanna talk
I wanna talk about nothing, nothing
Something in me says
That you can’t have a good day
Without bailing from the window
Something in me says
"No, you can’t have a good day"
Without falling, falling to you
I don’t need any of this talk about the flowers in bloom
What I could use is someone to show me
I don’t need any more talk about the flowers in bloom
What I could use is somebody to lead me around
Somebody to lead me around
Something in me says
I’ve been hoping for you
So make up your mind
Come out and find me
I wanna talk
I wanna talk about nothing
Yeah I wanna talk
I wanna talk about nothing, nothing
I don’t need anyone to tell me where to go
What I could use is someone to show me
I don’t need anyone to tell me where to go
(I wanna talk
I wanna talk about nothing
Yeah I wanna talk
I wanna talk about nothing, nothing)
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Oh my god it’s nothing
Happy in my own way
Feeling cold in a quiet place
When you sing for anyone
They’ll give you something
But talk is cheap inside your brain
You’d give that moment to feel the same
Man this is not the place I’d dreamt up
Julie I’m sinking in
I’m easily persuaded
There must be something I’m missing
You say I’m always the nice one
Do you think that’s funny?
I’m pretty good in a tight space
Till the minute falls and
I need a window to break and jump out of
Well I needed someone to pick me up
And no one came running
I’m the last one you want
Holding up anything
I’m the last one you want
Inside your head
I’m the last one you want
Holding up anything
I’m in the wine and undefeated
If I were just afraid
Of moving out your way
I would keep this to myself
And I would hope for someone to see you in a crowd
Of white trimmed dresses
And coloured wishes
Buried in the pulse of the dead ambitious
Maybe just bring in the choir now
And I needed someone to pick me up
But no one came running
Julie the lines slur overtop
Why should I call it if no one came running?
I got you
No one came
I’m the last one you want
Holding up anything
I’m the last one you want
Inside your head
I’m the last one you want
Holding up anything
I’m in the wine and undefeated
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6. |
Another One
04:07
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From way up north there’s an idle reason
To paint one eye shut
To call you keening
But I’m too tired to make that mistake
I’m too tired to make it
From way up north I can see you reeling
Back from the riot
You can call me if you need it
But I’m too tired to make that mistake
I’m too tired to make it
If I had to guess you’d be bottle dreaming
Waiting for a sign to call me and forgive it
Well I’m too tired to make that mistake
Have another one, babe
Don’t mind the hour or the place
Raise good luck to them
Yeah good luck with everything
Then meet me in a fall
Downstairs at the end
I’ll lead the way
This wine tastes funny
And it’s feeling is late
Wind down early
Yeah I know you won’t stay
You’re laughing over
The anxious sting in my voice
Again
You’re laughing over
The anxious sting in my voice
From way up north I can see you reeling
Back from the light
You can call me if you need it
But I’m too tired to make that mistake
Won’t play dumb to the strange
I have a reason to make
And an hour at best
Before the air hits the void
Or you talk through it
Have another one, babe
I’ll get it off my chest
This wine tastes funny
This feeling is late
I wanna talk dirty
But I know you can’t stay
If it fits you better
I’ll get right out the way
You’re laughing over
You’re laughing over my voice
Good luck to them
Good luck with everything
My head turns heavy now
It’s getting late
And you’re laughing over
You’re laughing over my voice
Again
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7. |
New Blue
03:50
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Build our house
Then call it in
Hold the pills above my head
Dry my eyes up there instead
Until I come down
Bury me there with it
(what a joke)
Put a wall through your bed
Hang me from my hands and cold feet
Brace myself
This is not what you want
I am ready for a slow walk home
Even if you’re not
In another low
I just stand outside
Waiting for a punch-line
Or you
Is this really how you wanna live out your life?
(Drifting through the lines)
And if I ever come down
Bury me in sleep
Put your hands in my coat and lightly
Tell me to leave
Brace myself
This is not what you want
I am ready for a slow walk home
Even if you’re not
Now when we talk
There’s a taste in my mouth
So you can lie- oh God just spit it out
Now there’s a space on your couch
(I’m dying for a joke, when did it get so serious?)
There’s a space you can fill with someone else
While I back through the crowd into sirens
(I’m dying for a joke, how did it get so serious?)
With high hopes for violence
Wonder if it’d help
I am ready for a slow walk home
Now that I know
(Yeah, what a joke)
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8. |
Mary in the Tide
04:26
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Meet me in the cradle of an honest dive
‘Till I wake under your sun
(Tryna keep it from listing)
Hold up the lantern until you feel fine
(Making off with the most)
We’re dragging out the night
To come
It’s unusual to be
Something you’re not
Maybe come on outside till the feeling grows again
Seem a little bit lighter
Leave your drink and talk to the right
And sing me blackbird, while “Blackbird’s” buzzing
I don’t want to stay for too long
It’s cold outside and the window’s busted
I realize I had something to do with it
And don’t you ever feel that
It’s so strange you talk right back
It’s cold outside and window’s busted
I know you want nothing to do with it
The way you had to bounce back as the minor chord found likeness
Tread a little bit lighter
(Try to be more convincing)
Well maybe one more step over the ledge
Would do you some good
I
n a funny state of mind
Still waiting for an answer
When you follow up with the same things
(Tryna keep it from listing)
No talk about the water
Or how you’ve been
Trying to swim against it
(Making off with the most)
I don’t want to stay for too long
It’s cold outside and the window’s busted
I realize I had something to do with it
Don’t you ever feel that
It’s so strange you talk right back
It’s cold outside and window’s busted
I realize I had something to do with it
Come outside till the feeling grows again
Till you’re thinking in your right mind
Leave your drink and talk to the silent bar
Forget the void, yeah I know I’ve gone too far
Leave your drink and talk to the right
Mary come on outside till the feeling grows again
And if you’re thinking in your right mind
Then talk to the right man
Meet me in the tide; I’ll be alright
When I wake under your sun
Take the bed and rest, the feeling pries
Those little bits of daylight
Would do you some good
Well it’s unusual to be
Something you’re not
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9. |
Feeling Small
05:32
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Take my hand Jo
Less I fade
Through the smallest talk
I know
You feel the same
Take my hand Jo
Just keep me in place
So I might deal with it
So I might stay
Feeling small
I'm feeling small
Are you a scientist?
Oh could you study me
I need a reason to cope, man
So often it seems I’m the only one
And it always gets away
From me now
Oh listen to me try
To be profound
I’m feeling small
Feeling small
I’m feeling small
Take my hand Jo
I’m afraid
When I find myself
Once again
Feeling small
I’m feeling small
Feeling small
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10. |
Keep Your Hands Up
04:05
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I wanna reach into you
Keep your hands up
Find you in a bottled sleep
My kind of luck
I wanna reach into you
Can’t fuck all this shit up
Find you in a bottled dream
Asking where did I run
But I didn’t run
Cut me out then
Come cut me out
Cut me out then
Come cut me out
Cut me out
Come cut me out then
I wanna reach into you
Keep your hand up
While we talk slow on the bottom step
My kind of luck
I wanna reach into you
Make up for all I’ve done
Find you in a bottled sleep
Asking where did I run
But I didn’t run
Cut me out then
Come cut me out
Cut me out then
Come cut me out
Cut me out
Come cut me out then
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