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Clarity
03:32
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Same shit. New day.
I got drunk. I got laid.
hey, hey. hey, hey
I felt bored. I felt late
Too much shit, on my plate today
hey, hey.
I was looking for comfort
I was looking for ease
I was looking for a quick fix
to a long living disease
I was looking for margins
lost in the crease
I was looking for any way
that I could feel release
Everybody wants clarity
Give me something real that I can see in front of me
before it all gets caught up in the weeds
Nothing here seems fair to me
The zero-sum economy bought me cheap seats
to watch it all get washed back out to sea
I’m crying
I’m crying, I’m crying each day
It’s hard to see so much in disarray
My body
My body, my body won’t stay
But maybe all these words will find a way
More loss. No break.
Is it earned? Is it fate?
hey, hey. hey, hey
I just want to be great
But it’s fine, I’ll wait
hey, hey. hey, hey
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2. |
Cheap Fate
02:33
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Cheap fate
I’ve been losing sleep these days
Is it too late?
I’ve got this news in my brain
Gotta escape
To another time and place
No, just wait.
When it ends you won’t know it came.
And I’ve been losing hours
Watching sycophants and cowards
The Sneetches got in line for their tattoos
And after counting dollars
You pulled the chain upon your collar
You were tired man, because they got to you
But if you feel good enough then fuck it,
good for you.
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3. |
Opus
02:42
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The coast is clear tonight
so we can go wherever we please
The most I fear in life is it will close
before we can leave
I wanted control.
I wanted a lot of shit for sure.
But who moved the goal?
I don’t know what I’m still shooting for
I feel I’m losing focus
Always losing my train of thought
Maybe it’s neurosis
Never knew I could fight it off
I don’t want to be hopeless
Because nobody turned the lights down
I’m just here to play my opus
La di da di da da da
The truth is tough at times
but we can’t all hide out in the dark
The view’s better up high
that’s why the climb is so damn hard
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4. |
Election Season
03:13
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Red lights blinking.
Election Season.
There were calls back from home
Do we reap what we sow?
It’s so hard keeping friends.
Always means to an end.
Takes no courage to call out a foe
Never mind what is in your control
Came to terms with the times
If I said I was fine I was lying
It’s a black comedy that we’re in
Might as well figure out how it ends
Time’s gon’ get us all,
when it can.
On you how it falls,
until then.
I’ll forgive the faults,
of man.
Time’s gon’ get us all,
in the end.
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5. |
Funny
02:59
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You called
I got lost in the moment
My fault, my fault
Trying to fight through the cold and
I got, I got, I got
17 hours in the basement
with the feelings I caught, I caught
better than the nights on the pavement
I lost.
Life is so funny.
If time is your money,
then how ya gonna spend it all?
Tell me what you came for.
Everybody wants dollar bills now
Doesn’t matter if it kills ya
They want dollar bills now
Doesn’t matter if it fills ya
Alarm clock
Always buzzing in the morning
I’m up, I’m up
Everybody is working for the weekend
My god, my god, my god
70 hours to the boss-man
I cost. I cost.
Now all I wanna do is sleep in,
on days off.
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6. |
3AM
02:56
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I don’t need a chorus singing
I don’t need a crutch
Won’t keep your cell phone ringing
I won’t be too much
I want your courage.
I want your strength
I want your wonder
I want your faith
Tell me I’m lying
Now when I say
I want you all night
And then all day
three in the morning you were bored and got to calling me
to wake up from the middle of a sleep
smoke got to blowing in the middle of a show and
you told me you were thinking about me
you were on my mind
all through the night
you held me right
and I’m feeling fine
I don’t need a mess to clean up
I don’t need a spine
I won’t tell you who to become
I won’t waste your time
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7. |
How Long?
03:07
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It smells like coffee in the car,
it has ever since last March.
We tried so hard to vacuum grounds up from the carpet
After the dog had ripped a bag of them apart.
It smells like summer in the air
I can tell from the shampoo in your hair
Honey and lavender each time you adjust in your chair
And as you read the news I see you wipe away a tear.
Stop, where you’re going
It’s all wrong.
We’ll drive the coast to California
Lost, on the highway,
for how long?
Forever if I need to for ya
Gone, we’ll keep going
Until it stops.
It feels like waking from a dream,
it has ever since you came to me.
Everything got sweet like bags we’d fill on Halloween
Out on those streets where we met when we were teens
I feel like I could just scream
The whole world’s ripping at the seams
The more I read the more I see the space that’s in between
can be anything that we want it to be.
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8. |
A Song for F. Scott
03:11
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You counted your clout like a stock,
all wrapped up in who’s hot.
It’s keeping your stomach in knots,
somebody always has more than you got.
You wanted mansions
You wanted the cars, you wanted gold
What era did we land in?
We made it in time for Gatsby’s toast.
Fireworks and champagne flutes,
button down shirts, here all for you.
The cavalcade was quite a sight,
singing on through twilight.
I want it all, it’s not enough,
whatever’s left is all for us.
The promenade is looking rough
I guess all them don’t measure up.
The game is rigged from the top,
you’re either in or you’re not.
You keep on gunnin’ for that spot,
but in the end you’re always feeling lost.
You wanted attention.
You wanted your name up in the lights.
What era’d we land in?
We’re all just here on Gatsby’s time.
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9. |
Hold It In
03:00
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Cheer up, it’s only gun violence.
Knock it off, all about the climate.
Truth hides if no one wants to find it,
but it still bites even when we’re silent
Gear up, time to find the highlands
Aftershocks, shaking up the islands
Who’s first if we’re not all surviving?
Your life’s worth whatever you arrived in.
Hold all that in, it’s time for you to clock in.
Call it a sin, I guess that’s how we came in.
We’re all sacred, and we’re all caught.
We’re someone’s favorite, and we’re someone’s not.
We’re all just making the best with what we got.
If that’s worth saving, let’s take a shot.
Calm down, there’s always something broken.
Votes cast, the mob has already spoken.
Deal with the last that’s been chosen,
‘cos life’s what happens when you’re busy hopin’
All out, time to fight the silence
Lights on the darkness that’s hidin’
Who’s first if we’re not all surviving?
Your life’s worth whatever you arrived in.
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10. |
Hope
02:46
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I’ve been all alone, in the forest
Sunk into the ground below us
Swollen and broken
I got nothing if not time
A night out on the town we can forget,
all the things we doubt and we regret.
Not caught dead hoping,
I got nothing, it’s all lies.
Hope, I know,
you were like a coat, I lost.
Stuck out in the cold, wind blowing.
Shovels in the dirt, I’m going.
But the darkness kept me focused,
might seem counter to progress,
but right before the dawn breaks,
it’s pitch black here in my brain.
You’ve been feeling low, I can tell
Tell me where’d you go, when ya fell
Swollen and broken
You had nothing if not quiet
That was all before, I came to ya
Gifted like a sword, who could fool ya?
Stuck inside a stone
You got nothing if not might
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11. |
Numb
03:16
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Out near the border of the city there’s a stoplight
And I find myself there everyday
Out of the corner of my eye is where the poor hide
May they forgive us for our ways
We just speed on into the city that the bots built
And we soldier on into the mud
Don’t have the time to justify the guilt that I felt
For getting rich upon the flood
If the sickness and the poverty is no bother
Then there’s a lot of empty words being passed along to your father
I got my head in my hand,
trying to understand,
but nobody ever can explain the plan.
Everyone’s beat man,
been a long week man,
Gotta just tune it out,
Nothing to see man
Gotta believe that
It’s their own fault their out
They’re not performing
They’re not informed to enough to cost anything for me
They’re not performing
Out on the border of the city there’s a crosswalk
And they walk across it everyday
Out of the forest, where their tents are wet from raindrops,
what energy is left to pray?
We just speed on into the city and forget them
‘cause my 9-5 can’t fit it in.
Don’t have the time to recognize we’re not that different,
and we could have ended up like them
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12. |
Wolves
02:38
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Woke up with my phone in my hand,
twitter scroll does the man have a plan?
Probably not one that we’d understand,
always running to war as fast as we can
In ’03 I was just 13,
saw the bombs on the TV screen.
Didn’t know what it meant to me,
‘til I saw my friends dressed up in army fatigues
And for what?
We were only kids back then,
you forgot?
The shit never really ends
They say wolves are at the door
Grab your guns we’re going to war
Probably not.
No, no.
No we’ve heard this shit before.
Woke up grinding my teeth,
flickering, breaking news on TV.
As always everyone disagrees,
you can’t just believe what your lying eyes see.
Another day, another decade.
Sending troops off in planes
Never bothering to explain
why they’ll miss their families for another holiday
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13. |
Out of Focus
03:17
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I recall sitting in the middle.
Smoke in the backseat hovered.
We were getting high just a little,
using the night as a cover
Call it just what it is,
all of this time spent losing it.
I recall living in the gutter,
cold as the wind in fall.
I was capsized no rudder,
drifted back to shore
all of those nights I lost,
all gone.
Tell me what’s the cost?
Anywhere you go there you are,
speeding off in your beat up car,
off and out of focus.
Everything isn’t what you see,
life’s what happens in between,
everywhere you’re going.
There’s more than highway rests and city exits.
I recall getting to the city,
bright eyed and bushy tailed.
Barely even making a living,
didn’t care if I failed.
All of those things we planned,
back then, still live in my head.
I recall getting too busy.
Life turned to black and white.
Seemed like the world kept spinning,
but someone had paused the time
all of those things we’d said,
we’d get done when we had the chance
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Ides of March
02:28
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Hold me closer, I’m cold.
Baby keep my eyes,
safe from harm.
Fold our clothes and we’re gone.
Baby speed on by,
in my arms.
I’ve been underneath my covers,
losing track of all the colors,
pitch black.
Can’t blame me now for that
I can’t even sleep all night now,
everybody’s feeling beat down,
hit back.
Can’t blame me now for that.
Castles built upon sand.
Baby take me now,
from the shore.
The last year that we had.
Baby took me down,
to the core.
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Paralyzed
03:59
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Every night I’m paralyzed,
thinking ‘bout some other time.
When clocks were less upon my mind,
the days they came and then went by.
Every day the sun does shine,
even when it’s hard to find
I’m staring down a long corridor,
and I’m thinking ‘bout running
But I’m not quite sure.
Seems the pain it comes and goes,
it’s always kind of hard to know,
if it’s coming fast or slow,
if it’ll hit you high or low.
Even when the sun goes down,
it’s always coming back around.
I’m getting myself off the floor,
and I’m feeling much better than I did before.
Shake it off,
why not?
What’s the cost of your comfort?
A lot?
Give it up,
last shot.
What’s the cause for your suffering?
A loss?
Everyone is compromised,
you can see it in our eyes.
Seems like nothing feels quite right,
it’s always just another fight.
Even when we toe that line,
we’re still getting pulled inside.
I’m fending off a knock-out punch,
my back to the ropes trying to get back up.
Seems the years keep passing on,
even though the days are long.
I guess someday they’ll all be gone,
whether you were right or wrong.
‘Cause even from the greenest lawn,
there’s always something more to want.
I’m swinging on a 3-2 count
Can’t be afraid now of striking out.
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16. |
Fine (fin)
03:19
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I woke complaining,
you said “that’s enough.”
I tried to explain it,
didn’t matter because
the past is blurry,
the present’s hurried,
and tomorrow’s here.
You spoke so bravely
the cost was too much.
Silence ain’t safety,
the truth’s in the rough
you might get dirty,
when you’re learning
how to steer.
Go on, what’s wrong?
Is something off?
Did all this turn out different than you thought?
When the fog opened up, and in came the chorus;
“We’re all gonna be just fine.”
You told me sometimes
it’s hard just to breathe,
especially at night
When you’re falling asleep,
looked at the ceiling,
lost in that feeling;
tomorrow’s fear
You saw the forest
for all of its trees,
I saw an ember
catch fire in the breeze,
and from the ashes,
a little magic
it did appear.
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