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Always
02:07
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I’m always looking through the doorway,
like you’ll be the next to walk through,
though I know there is no sure way
for me to conjure you
Tomorrow could be a trainwreck
Tomorrow, we could both be doomed
The worst is easy to expect
I’m always awaiting the gloom
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2. |
Truce
02:09
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I’m wearing a sprained neck
from staring at trainwrecks
First you were a landmine
Now you’re worse than last time
Let’s declare a truce
I’m not really used
to being on your bad side
Some women are tripwire
They catch you by surprise,
even as they conspire
right before your eyes
Let’s declare a truce
I’m not really used
to being on your bad side
What’s your current scheme?
Is it the best one yet?
I’m still on the same dream
I had when we met
Let’s declare a truce
I’m not really used
to being on your bad side
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3. |
Shoeprints
01:38
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Her wit is arid
Her comebacks are rapid
She's slender and tight in her jeans
Her eyes have a squint,
with lids painted mint
or some similar color of green
Her hair is volcanic
Her stare makes me panic,
though the same pertains to most
When she wears a dark face,
I leave open a space,
a place to thaw out her ghosts
She walks with meaning
No aimless careening
There's mission in every stride
She leaves shoeprint reminders
so that I may find her
Her sole-stamped path is my guide
Her hair is volcanic
Her stare makes me panic,
though the same pertains to most
When she wears a dark face,
I leave open a space,
a place to thaw out her ghosts
When she wears a dark face,
I leave open a space,
a place to thaw out her ghosts
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4. |
If Love May Be True
02:04
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Oh the vices I may give up
Oh the ways I may change for you
Oh the things I may do for love
if love may be true
Oh the hopes that I may sing of
Oh the vows that I may undo
Oh the things I may do for love
if love may be true
Oh the suitcases I may lug
Oh the names I may answer to
Oh the things I may do for love
if love may be true
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5. |
Daydream Song
02:32
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I can't touch you
I can't kiss you
I can't hold your hand
I can't put my arms around you,
but in daydreams I can
So if next time
that you see me,
and I'm staring silently,
know I'm thinking about you
and what could someday be
for you and me
I can't tell you
that I love you,
even though it's true
I can't look into your blue eyes,
though I want so much to
So if next time
that you see me,
and I'm staring silently,
know I'm thinking about you
and what could someday be
for you and me
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6. |
Configuration
02:56
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Four fragile columns
with gravel floor bottom
and spidersilk for the top
Painted darkly
Decorated sparsely
Just the walls to hold us up
You're no idiot
You know I built it
as a way to share space with you
This configuration
is just communication,
my sorry way of getting through
to you
When we convene
to fire up our schemes,
I'm disastrously alarmed
by the sounds of delusion,
with no nearby solution,
no at-hand inducer of calm
You're no idiot
You know I built it
as a way to share space with you
This configuration
is just communication,
my sorry way of getting through
to you
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7. |
Crashpad
02:28
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Miss you badly
Pictures make me teary
Can't find you in clear skies,
wearing tinsel,
wearing Christmas lights
Wrapped in neon,
swiped from the go-go,
where the beer is cheap an plentiful
Miss you badly
Couldn't hold you if I had you,
drop-out melody girl
Don't have no crash-pad for you,
but lots of pleasant dreams of you
I found your tiara
I found your jewels
Don't have no crash-pad for you,
but lots of pleasant dreams of you
I found your tiara
I found your jewels
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8. |
Litter
02:06
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I chased after airplanes,
tiptoes toward the sky
I fell down the runway,
with scrapes upon my thighs
Took to writing letters,
the litter on your floor
Didn't feel much better,
so I wrote some more
I treaded in the fountain
that reversed the hands of time
Was 28 and counting
Still walked out 29
Took to writing letters,
the litter on your floor
Didn't feel much better,
so I wrote some more
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9. |
Time Is Cruel
02:03
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I wished upon an airplane
I thought it was a travelling star
I wished upon an airplane
I thought it was a travelling star
Think I aged overnight
Time is cruel, is it not?
If not faster than light,
faster than I thought
I'm fading again,
fated to fading
Don't know just when
Now there's only waiting
Think I aged overnight
Time is cruel, is it not?
If not faster than light,
faster than I thought
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