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The Static and Storm
03:30
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I had so much to say through the static of this receiver. As you left the payphone hanging in the rain with no breath on the glass. But I will still spit every word into the face of this storm. In hopes that it will reach you and be where it needs to before it's too late. Shake off the all confusion. Shed all the shadows that bite your... Let the warmth come over you and find its place in and around your bones. Under your skin and in your blood. Stop wasting all these sunsets if you want to make it out alive. And when your feet slide across the brim of the horizon. Hold your pulse like a kite before the morning comes to find you. Because you're stepping on the wings of all the angels you have burned. Time is not something you can change. It carries on like smoke signals. But you can change the course of the winds and make it through the storm. If you just reposition the echo that's been screaming on and on. It's time to hear the chorus sing out over the waves. Shake off the all confusion. Shed all the shadows that bite your... Let the warmth come over you and find its place in and around your bones. And with the breath you leave upon the glass.
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Eight Days
03:44
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A pain be the great weight of our lives. It can break anyone. But life can be as vast. As this horizon stretches along. Where the sky meets the sun and the stars. When it feels like even the air is closing in. And time seems to be lost or falling behind you. Just let it hum like a bass chord shakes the senses. Just let it ring out loud like all the right songs. Wait for the morning to come to life. So in those times of need, it'll be with you. We only have the shortest amount of time. To make it all mean more. You know how it's supposed to feel. We all see the light through the same eyes. We all know where we need to be. A six year riff and two years searching adds up to. The make of who we are. The mold of what we need. Every day is as important as the last. Each mistake made paves the way to glory. So press on, press on this time. Every chapter we write is a breath that we take. We only have the shortest amount of time. To make it all mean more. You know how it's supposed to feel. We all see the light through the same eyes. We all know where we need to be.
We are the ones to save it all in the end.
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Goodbye Highway
02:47
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I couldn't make the difference between you and the rest. Through the fogged and tilted window. You sped through the world, always in search of tomorrow. Like it was never going to wait for you. But we knew, that it would all become something more. Something we didn't expect. And I hate this more than ever. And if I could, i'd try to tell you. What it all was, all supposed to be like. Before all the stars burned out above you. And your shadow hid behind your last touch. Everyone has their time but that doesn't make this less easy. My eyes sunk into your chest, just to see if you were still breathing. But you weren't, no you weren't. Now your life is held in my hands. And my hands search for the beat of your heart. Before all the stars burned out above you. And your shadow hid behind your last touch. Everyone has their time but that doesn't make this less easy. I exhaled that nervous and deep breath. You were the one bit of faith in me that left. Goodbye highway.
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We, Are
00:59
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You are you and I am I.
All we are is we.
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Coughing Up Cobwebs
03:26
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The needle has been skipping off the record. Because I've walked wavered tracks into the carpet. That left my stomach circling with sunrises worth of words to spill. But I'm stuck coughing up cobwebs and all I want to do is sleep. The gulls call the moonlight awake. My eyes keep drifting to the edge of where. These palms can't drown and these feet can't shake any more. The city lights have rolled off my back and into the sea. And I lost your eyes somewhere between the black. But I can still feel your voice hum behind each wall. Trying to seep itself out between the paint. This is where love came and went and I'm not the same any more. There's no hope left. This wounded man has left his bandages behind. How far does one man have to fall before he loses everything? Loses himself just to see the light. Because I've laid myself upon many road maps to find the moment when it faded out. When did it all fade? When did you just go? In the end we just flickered out like the street lights of better times. Summer has never felt so cold. All I want is sleep.
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Disappear Here
04:11
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We stood far apart. As the day began to set behind all that I adored about you and I and this and we. And left us drowning under this wave of silence sinking deep. Sometimes you get so lost that it takes the worst to bring you back home. I took any light I once had for you. Sparked it like a signal flare and drew my escape across the sky.
I'll follow it this time. When I needed you to pull me through. Where were your hands? You just left the moment rusted out. Where were you? I'll scream it out from this misplaced and forgotten voice. That steams from a heart that has all but room for you. I won't bruise the street as I run away for the last time.
I disappear here.
We were not supposed to
be apart. But I'll learn to live without us. We were not supposed to be alone. But in the end I will start to live. Now I know you were the motion my eyes weren't meant to see. Now I know you were the piece that would never find its fit. On this day, in this life.
I've got lungs that don't breathe for you. On this day, in this life. I've got lungs that don't breathe you in. You became everything they warned me about (they warned me about). You became the worst part about me.
I would so much
rather forget you than forgive you.
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World Inside
03:22
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Oh my god. This was the great collapse. That shook the skin right off these bones. I felt it all come down. Like lights that found the guilty. Like cracks upon these wounded hands. The tired stretched across my eyes. There's a life worth living. I just need to find it. So when it comes I can hold it like graffiti. And paint it across my face so I don't ever forget. Just what it is to breathe when the air is as thick as war. Just to see when the highway stretches like an endless night. This is my time. To find the hope of the life inside. I've got the gift. I've got the sight. I've got a heartbeat more than most. I've got the calm. I've got the grace. I've got everything. This wilted skin will shed and bloom new. This skin will peel away with all I knew. The warmth moved throughout my veins. I've got the flame to burn. And set fire to the old. A start of new shone through these eyes I've claimed my own. Now there's a life worth keeping because I've taken a chance. I know how to feel with this newfound breeze. As the sky cracks and pours its light all over me. In the end I'm still here. In the end I'm still breathing. I found a place. To keep the peace of my world inside.
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Mayday
04:21
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The tv plays snow from then to now. And I'm spending every night (nothing comes to mind) Trying to make sense of it all. But still nothing, still nothing comes to mind. I'm the same place now that I was back then. I can't keep myself from falling or slipping away. Mayday. I'm going down, in need of help. Can you hear me? Save my soul, I'm calling out. I'm fading out. Can you save me? I'm at the point where I'm not even talking to myself (can I make it through?) I've got nothing, nothing left to say. And I wonder if I'll make it through the silence. I've up and gone (I've up and gone) well past the point of no return. I've up and gone (I've up and gone) well past the point of being something. I'm in the same place now that I was back then. I can't keep myself from falling or slipping away. Mayday. I'm going down, in need of help. Can you hear me? Save my soul, I'm calling out. I'm fading out. Can you save me? I submerge the sunset into the gas stream of my jet. I have now seen the man I fear. I have lost touch. I have now seen the man I hate. The person I never wanted to have‘me become.
I tried to roll reason right off of my tongue. I tried to put compassion in this pen so I'd have all the words just to scream out. But every letter turns to dust, turns to years, turns to another morning with myself.
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Vacant Tide
04:45
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Every breath I inhaled was only an attempt at finding air. I am still breathing for no one. Every word I uttered was merely a lesser form of fiction. This is my truest confession. The road has ripped through these feet that I have worn. I was chasing all those hidden years (those hidden years). But my dreams fluttered, like faded last wishes. I was trying to grip the ocean (i was trying). I was trying to grab the vacant tide (the vacant tide). That I hoped would wash away what I had become. But the pacific never pushed the water in. The sun stays so low in the breath of morning. Nights stay too dark for me to make it. Up past the point of where I need to be. I have less than a spark to warm me. I looked into the mirror to steady the lines. But no wake and no wonder came. And my sight grew short as my pen fell back onto. On all the pages I keep writing. On all the letters I keep sending to myself. I'd sign them sincerely but that would be a lie. I am not myself, I don't know where I've been. I'm not coming back, I don't know where I am. I screamed it more than a thousand times before. When the weight of the world came I was all but alive. And the blue prints meant for all the other men. Were scribed in ink that I could never read. I signed them one thousand times before. And I am not myself,
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