1. |
Fair Weather
03:43
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Where have all my friends gone
and where have I gone wrong?
They've fallen by the wayside
like an unheard song.
I swore I saw them here, all here together.
Just the other day in the fair weather.
It seems with every sunny sky
I let myself believe the lie.
But the lazy never lend a hand.
The jealous bury you in sand.
The self-absorbed don't have the time.
The users step on you to climb.
If I ever need to call on you,
I'll know you're someplace else.
Proclaiming so emphatically,
that line rehearsed so well.
Stated by most everyone
and meant just by a few.
It goes, "let me know, please let me know
if there's anything that I can do.
anything that I can do.
anything that I can do.
anything that I can do.
Is there anything that I can do?"
You can pretend we get along,
'cause you'll never hear this song.
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2. |
Wintergreen
02:20
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You're my winter green and summer glow.
You’re my everything. You’re all I know.
My day, my night, my stars beyond sight.
My grounding voice and my wings for flight.
You're my year after year.
My courage.
My fear.
You’re my song, my laugh, my every ventured path.
I hope someday you'll write my epitaph.
And through all I've learned from you,
you're still my better half.
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3. |
Otis Might Be Trouble
04:33
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Keep your arms around me, chained and bound.
Let me be good to you just one more day.
It's too late any ole way.
I can't turn you loose.
Are you lonely for me baby? Tell the truth my girl.
That's what my heart needs.
Hey hey baby, something is worrying me.
Direct me destiny.
Don't leave me this way.
Don't be afraid of love, open the door.
Free me. I love you more
than words can say.
Are you lonely for me baby? Tell the truth my girl.
That's what my heart needs.
Hey hey baby, something is worrying me.
Direct me destiny.
I'm coming home. I'm a changed man.
Your one and only man.
You’re still my baby.
Mary's little lamb.
Are you lonely for me baby? Tell the truth my girl.
I’ve been loving you too long.
Hey hey baby, something is worrying me.
A change is gonna come.
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4. |
Black Abyss
03:53
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I was on the outside. I was trying to look in.
I could see some shadows and a disembodied grin.
I'm not sure if I'm a part of this
so I'll keep floating in this black abyss.
I stumble through the doorway, graceful as an ox,
bracing to experience my nighttime paradox.
Trying to pretend I'm not a fake.
Apologies for every move I make.
I can't tell the signals I have missed.
I'm just floating in this black abyss.
Try not to see what's wrong with me.
Every night I go out in search of a good time,
anxiety, frustration and embarrassment combine.
Still there's something that I can't resist
so I'll keep floating in this black abyss.
Still not sure if I'm a part of this
so I'll keep floating in this black abyss.
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5. |
Dark Matter
00:49
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Religious Family
04:10
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I used to feel the devil watching me.
It played on my nerves. Endangered my whole family.
I would speak in tongues and ticks and things
and fear the hellfire that I'd bring
if I didn't do those things just right.
Then I might step on a crack
and might it break my mother's back?
Or bring me to the underworld below?
But if I tap the desk just so 10 times,
repeat a word till it sounds fine
we might escape that fate. We'll never know.
It's hard to make friends
when you're trying to save your soul.
I've been trying to do the right thing
since I was 5 years old.
At times I let that pressure get to me.
Thanks to my religious family.
I never gave myself a chance to be
the kind of kid that other kids would wanna see.
I would blink and moan to myself
while worrying about my mental health
Above all else, I couldn't say what was wrong with me.
The awkwardness was crippling
while other kids were snickering.
I couldn't stop myself from ticking on.
These things back then weren't diagnosed.
It seemed to be just self-imposed,
leaving me ignored by most everyone.
It's hard to make friends
when you're trying to save the world.
And it's hard not to stammer
when you meet a pretty girl.
I wish that wasn't how it had to be.
Blessed by my religious family.
They say the devil's in the details.
For protection you must pray.
Most kids fear being grounded.
I feared the ground giving way.
Giving way. Giving way
I feared the number 13
and the number of the beast
and equations that created those sums.
My ideas were so far gone
I feared people catching on
It took several years to stop sucking my thumb.
It's hard to make friends
when you're trying to save yourself.
And it's hard to overcome
certain states of mental health.
I know because it's what happened to me
with help from my religious family.
I know they meant no harm to me.
Loved by my religious family.
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Drifting in the Abyss
01:05
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9. |
Till the End, Valentine
02:33
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As our love deepens past veneer
we watch the days turn into years.
Rarer than Painite stone.
One thing I've always known.
Till the end I'll spend my time with you.
Till the end I'll spend my time with you.
They like to say we choose our path in life.
I'm proud to say you chose to be my wife.
For better or for worse,
you're a blessing and a curse,
cause all I wanna do is spend my time with you.
Please take my hand. Be my guide.
We'll find our strength unified.
We'll search the Earth far and wide
and find a home to reside.
You and I.
Life is short. Let's make it sweet.
Make the sad days obsolete.
Let the stars align.
Be my life-long Valentine.
And till the end I'll spend my time with you.
Till the end I'll spend my time with you.
Till the end I'll spend my time with you.
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10. |
When We Go
09:21
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Lately I find when I try to sleep,
I can't shut off my mind.
And sometimes voices call to me clearly at night.
Sands of time run faster now, pouring over me.
So much so I cannot breathe,
'cause nothing is too much to conceive.
Nothing is too much to conceive.
Nothing is too much to conceive.
Nothing is too much to conceive.
When we go, will there be nothing to know?
When we go.
Nothing to say. Nothing to lose.
Nothing to gain. Nothing to choose.
And nothing to know. When we go.
When we go.
Fix your gaze on what comes before
that final breath, that final door.
The rescued lives and lover's mesh.
The souls wearing their faded flesh.
Watching hands that wave and pass you by.
Counting down the days until you die.
All your dreams and planned escapes
wither from the day to day.
It's doubtful we'll be looking back,
ahead or up or down.
What's lost cannot be found.
There's nothing you'll see underground.
Once lost you won't be found
in peasant rags or royal crown.
One cross placed in the ground
marks the place for mournful sounds.
Of course I could be wrong.
If I prayed, I'd pray I am.
But to which spirit? Who would hear
if I can only say Amen?
So let's pretend the light
will guide us through that darkest night
and we'll know when we go.
When we go.
When we go.
When we go.
When we go.
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Tasha my love I need to say
I love you more each passing day.
I felt empty inside before you.
Then you gave my heart a refill
and I say to you that we will never end.
Never end.
Never end.
I can't see my world without you.
Promise me that we will never end.
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