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Wax
03:23
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Gentle cracks form below my feet
There is a new essence in the air
The culmination of my youth and the future
Our love is free to roam around
Stay for one more round
I’ll play your favorite song
In case the earth stops and this will be the moment that never ends
The culmination of my youth and the future
Our love is bouncing off the walls
Can’t hang on
I lost you
Can’t hang on tight
Is it better not to know where our spirit will go?
Where our curiosity collides
Can’t hang on
I lost you
Can’t hang on tight
Is it better not to know where our spirit will go?
Can’t hang on
I lost you
Can’t hang on tight
I was never in control
If it’s picked I’ll never know
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2. |
I Saw Two Moons
03:06
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My shoes are heavy with mud but we carried along painting pictures of the moon
I turned around, you knocked the breath out of me with a quiet glance and a shy grin.
I started listening when you wanted me to. The song you were singing was beautiful.
You wrote it down and cast your heart onto me.
Like taking affliction, it's all the same.
It doesn't matter if you stay strong, the war always seems to retaliate.
But the fog lifted and nothing came of that night, holding onto.
If you say so, I won’t stay.
Say no more, say no more.
I've been thinking it's all the same.
I need somewhere to peer this heavy head, it doesn't matter where.
Imagine all of the friends you abandoned gone on to be husbands and parents and wives.
And it's paradise. It's paradise, and you're there.
Say no more, say no more.
I've been thinking it's all the same.
You gave me somewhere to keep my matches from the rain.
Still it's strange to imagine them flickering up yet again.
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3. |
The New Million
03:18
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I’ll write you notes from distant places
Where the air that I’m breathing is cleaner than yours.
And I hope this letter it brings you closer
Or it keeps you where you are.
Whichever you prefer
I never took a picture to remind me
A moment missed is just another one to gain
I’d rather burn than sit around and count these matches
What was mine right from the start
Is a symbol of this joy I bury
Could it be a black hole dragging me in?
Or is it the air under my wings becoming thin?
Like the bellies of the models designed to
Sell you precious things then vanish
When the walls around you start to crumble
And the pressure of the ruins weigh you down
Once you’re gone, there is no promise to remember
What is there is what you keep
No longer hold it in just let it out
Could it be a black hole dragging me in?
Or is it the air under my wings becoming thin?
Like the bellies of the models designed to
Sell you precious things then vanish
Pack up, head out
No one knows you’re leaving
Fade in, fade out.
Sit up and look out
On your own desert island
Fade in, fade out.
Fade in, fade out.
Another millionaire is singing in their sleep
While they force us all to dance and sing to the beat to the rhythm of an undeserving heart. To the rhythm of an undeserving heart.
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4. |
It Never Ends
03:14
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Your money is on the table in an open, velvet bag
You'll adopt his habits
It's your image that sets you further back from you're ever changing plan
You're walking backward shaking hands
Listen to the sound
It echoes nowhere
When you try to track it down
You'll run in circles
So I scrub my face and smile into a mirror damp with fog
Your reflection's fading.
It's not that I lack conviction, but with a simple, friendly nod, all fibers thinning out.
Listen to the sound
It echoes nowhere
When you try to track it down
You'll run in circles
When you're caught off guard, and your brakes cut out on your car ride home,
Do you surrender to the void?
Or when you're all alone,
Will you surrender to the void?
Listen to the sound
It echoes nowhere
When you try to track it down
You'll run in circles
I'm running circles now
You'll run in circles
It never ends
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