1. |
Your sushi is colorful
04:29
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With one hand on the telephone
and the other in your pocket
I can say that we're all alone
and you tell me to stop it
But in a perfect world
there are children dancing
But for now we live
in a broken world
In the back of a shopping mall
we can sit at the table
And your sushi is colorful
even though you hate it
But on a crisp, cool morning
we can stop our yearning
Cause for now we live
in a broken world
And for now we live
in a perfect world
And in the warm winter light
I am whole in my deeper heart
And I am overjoyed
for you are in my heart of hearts
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2. |
Driving fast
02:32
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No reminders this time
yea, I'm back at the wheel
Leave your bubble gum rhymes
at the entrance
No thoughts, forget-me-nots,
or lovers left to swoon
I'm taking a minute
to lick the asphalt
And feel my tongue burn
with acid rain
I grin and bear it
the lucid pain
Too thick to bear
the mantle anymore
No reminders this time
say it out loud
Your hair is perfect, perfect
and I have my guitar
So let's walk outside
and leave our prior lives behind
With the ancient hums
of oak trees, run home
Under smoky clouds where I
used to play football with my
Cousins under coolest sunlight
under God's provision
But is it different now?
My hands aren't like they
used to be
Yea, I'm always wondering out
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3. |
Swan dive
03:35
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Like a leaky faucet that eventually dies
the cataclysmic, irreversible tide
Just as soon as it swallowed, I felt it again
the creeping suspicion; you're a means to an end
And the hands that reach so near
from a mind that hardly can think clear
And the sheep that graze outside
the static pull from a hazy tide
But if you had an urge to leave
if you were a wolf, like me
If the future would cough up its roots and die
I hope you'd feel like you had tried
But I'm not perfect, you understand
you have a better conception of a realistic plan
And this is far too sensitive for your eyes
and your guitar gently weeps there by your side
In a world where I am free
I can sing and chase after what suits me
But in this murky, stagnant pond
I can't help but think of the times you've gone
And the sheep that graze outside
the static pull from a hazy tide
Some nights I can hear the call
And I brace myself against the wall
I'm not perfect, I understand
you have a better conception of a realistic plan
And this is far too sensitive for your eyes
and your guitar gently weeps there by your side
In a world where I am free
I can sing and dance and do what suits me
But in this murky, stagnant pond
I can't help but think of the times I've won
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4. |
Flying charlie brown
02:43
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Open up the boxes
let your eyes adjust to see it
If your mind is weary
step outside and get some fresh air
I can tell you something
you'd believe it but you couldn't understand
Like a thought that taxes
all the coins in your open hand
But he don't mind
you probably know
He's got a better world coming
than the one you know
And if I try to hide
I'm guilty so
I'll stay in the light
til he takes me home
Open up the boxes
let your mind adjust to perceive it
If your eyes are blinded
step outside into the cold air
Now they've seen the people
the parking lot is empty and it's 2 am
Just like winter mornings
when you made it on the presence of a friend
He's pulled crimes
the pond has froze
and if you stay in the warm
it might let you go
But there are times
when the blackness is stronger, so
You've gotta find the light
and teach it how to grow
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5. |
Too few bedrooms
04:02
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6. |
A throne and its fool
03:04
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7. |
Snow and star spangled
02:58
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8. |
Brown bear
03:24
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9. |
Freaking out!
03:06
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10. |
Wise friend
02:55
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11. |
Bound
03:20
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12. |
Unto leviathan
02:20
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13. |
Nightwalker
01:28
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14. |
Ceiling song
02:18
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15. |
Soft j
05:08
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16. |
On the eleventh day
04:17
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17. |
Hubris
03:07
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18. |
April's fool
02:36
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19. |
Sad airplane
02:16
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Oh my love, today is gone
the chaos may have won
but I can write a silly song
I remember at the park
we talked til after dark
I shared with you this one remark
Though I haven't much to say
I'd really like to stay
I wish I could forget today
Darling, pacing through your room
your earrings and perfumes
Innocuous, this sense of gloom
Leave your parents and your friends,
your books, cds, and pens,
the habits that you can't amend
Though I haven't much to say
I'd really like to stay
I wish I could forget today
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20. |
Stone within
02:31
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Waking up, your headache's gone
the stone remains within
Felt that you once knew yourself,
you were wrong again
Walk outside and call your brother,
say, "hey we should talk"
Try to blur the memory but
you feel it's all your fault
Fumbling gently for my hand
you ask me for your keys
I say "no" and you start crying
like I might agree
All the storefronts glazed with fog,
willow weeping, I
Follow you into the storm
and try to keep you dry
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21. |
Boardwalk
02:21
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22. |
Steady hand
02:58
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23. |
Fond
02:33
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24. |
Which angel?
03:54
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25. |
Turned mirror
03:42
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26. |
Chewing gum
01:29
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27. |
Revolver
05:00
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28. |
Mint julep
03:39
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29. |
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I hate the snow I hate the snow I hate the rain and I hate the sleet but man I sure do hate the snow
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