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More Than Love
04:01
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Tonight I put on the song
you used to pull me in
“another saturday night, I’m all dressed up in Blue’
for you, for you
I needed more than that
I still do
I needed more than loving you
I watched you put a show
deciding to make me bad (so bad)
well does it heal your wounds?
the mirror becomes
broken glass
at least you have the past
I needed more than that
I still do
I know you needed more
than that too
more than loving you
more than loving you
(lovin lovin lovin lovin lovin)
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I remember when they found you
holding onto the gutter
soaking wet and white knuckles
lying through your teeth
stupid man
you are drunk again
she’s just a child, you know
wouldn’t understand
and I didn’t know she played guitar
until I turned 27
my distant cousin sent
a box of memory
certificate of authenticity
they were aquamarine
aquamarine
why can’t you talk about it?
I got used to being on the other side of truth
now I never ask for details
who the hell needs details?
when everything is burning
you light a fire on the grave
suicide
lost a life
well then who am i?
who am i?
in the corners of your mind
in the drawers of your mind,
who am i?
who am i?
why can’t you talk about it?
I got used to being on the other side of truth
maybe it’s too painful and that’s why you’re so unable
a little bit of her inside
everything I do
everything I do
you were so embarassed
threw a temper tantrum
i was only trying to help
took away the keys
she threw me out
on the street
a payphone call
two bloody knees
why can’t you talk about it?
I got used to being on the other side of truth
on the other side of you
who am i?
who am I?
who am I?
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I played your song
just to be closer to you
I don’t need anything
I don’t need anything from you
i told a lie
just to hear you laugh
i know much better now
i know much better now than to ask
i don’t need anything
i don’t need anything
i don’t need anything from you
(spoken) I remember it all so clearly. sheets of light, pouring in, covering
you entirely. waves and waves of music crashing all around me. a tiny
tidepool gathering in your abdomen, for me to drink. this is a place i’ve
arrived to, over and over again. a time capsule; each time wearing a
different face, but somehow the same. something happened to me
standing outside the gates, waiting for the light to change. waiting for the
lights to change.
i don’t need anything
i don’t need anything
i don’t need anything from you
i don’t need anything
i don’t need anything
i don’t need anything from you
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there is no difference between the two
between losing and finding you
oh oh oh
i could never hear her, no matter how loud
screaming- i’ll always be the anchor you drag around
oh oh oh
well it’s too late now
too many times we drowned
cut it out
cut it out
cut it out
there is no difference between you and me
there is only your reflection, it’s me you couldn’t see
oh oh oh
don’t do that to me
oh oh oh
can we wipe it clean?
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5. |
Graves
03:12
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so is that how you see it?
tying knots on a string
as if memory eased your pain
or is it easier not to say it?
don’t go digging up graves
and is that all you’ve got?
just a hole in a song
and you fill it with what went wrong
how can you say that life will last that long?
don’t go digging up graves
why can’t you just let it lay?
and is that how it ends?
throwing stones to the wind
it’s a spark of your deadliest sin
how can you separate the blood from within?
don’t go digging again
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6. |
False Start
04:05
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i saw you at the top of the hill
you were looking down
you were standing still
finger in your pocket, 5 dollar bills
considering your options, i don’t think she’ll tell
another broken heart another space to fill
you missed the best part
saxophones and a false start
you were at home and i was falling apart
hungry, i was giving it all away
now what was i doing so low?
after the show, i watched you go
was it a good reason, i’ll never know
but i can’t seem to let it all go
you missed the best part
saxophones and a false start
you were at home and i was falling apart
hungry, i was giving it all away
watch me, i was giving it all away
hungry, i’m still giving it away
watch me, i’m still giving it all away
you missed the best part
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wander out
above the clouds
she wanted clean air
i only wanted to be clear with her
i can no longer stand at the gates of your love
i can no longer ask this of you
can’t deny your point of view
two trees
one bearing fruit, one shedding leaves
and we get so caught up
in the metaphor the plot is lost
don’t think i forgot
about all the lines you draw, then beg me to cross
(that you beg me to cross)
and i can’t keep holding on
i can no longer stand at the gates of your love
i can no longer ask this of you
still you stand by my side
open hand and open mind
i can no longer take what i used to
can’t deny your point of view
i wouldn’t take that from you
i couldn’t take that from you
no no no no
i wouldn’t take that from you
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Concrete & Flowers
03:38
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she spends the night with you
do what she asks of you
“only if you’re ready”
she says to me
“don’t be messy, clean it up”
well could it be a timing thing?
or can you see it taking shape?
clean it up
she spends the night alone
you find your own way home
you’re so untethered
with the landmarks burned in your eyes
concrete and feathers, go wait outside
well is such a tiny thing?
or is it just a crying shame?
clean it up
clean it up clean it up clean it up
you spend the night with her
go on and tell her
“lay down your pain here”
she seems to say
but i’m not ready
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The Answer
02:03
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drink the mist
my body, a question that hangs on her lips
i know the answer
the answer- it’s always mine
i know the answer
the answer- here’s what i hope to find
it’s always mine
but oh, how many times must i rewind the tape?
only the watch you fall from grace
i know the answer
feel the crush
my body, a question that hangs on her tongue
“i keep it hidden deep within you”
something that can’t be touched
i never needed confirmation
i put my faith in time
it’s always mine
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Gold/Rust
03:57
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everything covered in rust
you were too afraid to touch
i followed you down to the yard
head stuck between the bars
well it shouldn’t be this hard
now everything’s covered in gold
all the power that you hold
and twenty years later you found out she was the one
who knew?
there is nothing left for you
two earrings are not proof
everything’s covered in gold
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Control
03:40
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taking off all your clothes
you turn to me and say
“don’t let it get out of control
you’re the only one who’s ever known”
waiting on the light to change
darker in your pain
you’re the only one who wants to fight
i turn around, turn off the light
what you need is what you have
she reminds me that i still need time
that it’s all gotta change
that it’s all behind me now
in between the words you choose
i saw the real you
maybe all you really need is a friend
someone to call you on your shit
what you need is what you have
she reminds me that i still need time
that it’s all gotta change
hanging out in someone else’s dream
take away what’s not
not yours, you find a little peace
put it all behind you now
i can change i can change i can change
but it’s all behind me now
i can change i can change i can change
i can change i can change i can change
i can change i can change i can change
i can change i can change i can change
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