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Thin Air
02:15
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How could I resist an opportunity to get out of what I just said with a gesture of vague irony?
And what would I miss? Another grasping attempt to articulate a feeling and connect with something outside of me?
It's gotta come from somewhere
It's gotta mean something to you
You pull it out of thin air, what do you think that really proves?
How bad could it go? How many times can I run it back inside my own head before it stops meaning anything at all?
And what do I know? A simulated response, and attack, an image unsaid, totalizing with its edges unsolved
You gotta do things sometimes
You gotta do something for you.
It's gonna turn out alright, what's the worst the world could do?
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2. |
Hour
02:50
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Everybody's got some point to prove
Everybody's trying to get ahead of you
Everybody's got some stuff they're trying to work through
What do you think I'm trying to do?
Everybody's got their point of view
Everybody's wrong about a thing or two
Everybody knows that there is evil in this world
And it's coming from real guys like me and you
And not an hour goes by without you in my head
It's just a matter of time, it never goes unsaid
I'm going out of my mind, it's going to take some time to get me back
Everybody's trying to get things done
Everybody's trying to have a little fun
Everybody's got some stuff they're trying to out run
Why'd you think that you're the only one?
And not an hour goes by without you in my head
It's just a matter of time, it never goes unsaid
I'm going out of my mind, it's going to take some time to get me back
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3. |
Second Try
03:14
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Something's gotta change
Or something's gotta stay the same
I don't know
Why do you ask?
Feeling kinda strange
Feels like it'll wash away the future
And the past
So I guess that's something
Played it kind of safe
Game it out and watch and wait
A few more thousand days
Not much to erase
Marking out the moves and plays you humoured
And filed away
And rounded up to nothing
I might like a second try
But it'd be harder a second time
I really thought I was right, I might be next time
I might like a second look
It'd be the same as the one I took
I really thought it was mine, it might be next time
Someone's gotta choose
Someone's gotta find a use for these things
We stored away
Wear it like a bruise
From a different point of view
It's early in the day
So I guess that's something
I might like a second try
But it'd be harder a second time
I really thought I was right, I might be next time
I might like a second look
It'd be the same as the one I took
I really thought it was mine, it might be next time
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4. |
Wait
03:10
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Maybe there's another one behind this world
But how would I know?
And maybe there's a lever I forgot to pull
That would make this thing go
I'm just spinning around and around until you give me a chore
I'm just clicking around and around until you come through the door
I just wait
Until you tell me what to do again
I just wait
I just wait
You catch me looking out the window like a dog
I just wait
Maybe there's a question I forgot to ask
Don't know what it was
And maybe there's a future that occludes its past
And the present's a bust
I'm just thinking it over again, is there a process to trust?
I'm just mapping it over again, I'll trace it out in the dust
I just wait
Until you tell me what to do again
I just wait
I just wait
You catch me looking out the window like a dog
I just wait
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5. |
Metonymy
03:07
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6. |
Grass
02:34
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I want to walk around the block with my feelings off
I want to talk about a book I know
I want to hang out in the car with the engine off
I want to carry you back to our home
Give me a chance
Give me a chance
Give me a chance
I will be there for you
Making a plan
Making a plan
Making a plan
Or whatever I'm supposed to do
I want to get a little glue for the hourglass
I want to look directly at the sun
I want to take him to the park and sit him in the grass
And let him figure out what's going on
And say:
I'm stupid and stuff
Stupid and stuff
Stupid and stuff
But I will be there for you
And if you want it enough
Want it enough
Want it enough
You're going to make it through
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7. |
Call
03:48
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Did you call? I'm waiting on a past life
Did you call? I'm waiting for the last time
Something about the way we left it makes it hard to disappear
Something's going wrong for the last few years
Something about the way you hold the wheel so it's hard for you to steer
Something's coming up it's going to make things clear
Did you call? I'm waiting for an insight
Did you call? I'm gonna get this one right
Something about the way you phrase it makes it hard to disagree
If someone's getting hurt it's someone I can't see
Something in the way I fall apart lets you know what I believe
Something's coming up, something I think we need
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David Shaw Montreal, Québec
song and dance man
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