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Words
01:40
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I lost the words
But I've still got the melodies
Believe in me
Believe in me
Please believe in me
Again
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2. |
Silver Lining
03:19
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In a successful attempt to reclaim my throne
As the king of opportunities blown
I left a scorched-earth trail of put-off deadlines
Highlight slam dunks from the wrong foul line
I’ve taken the lead in not taking the hint
Found creative new ways to have the signals missed
A catalog of faults I’m fully conscious of
But not acting on any change at all
I wait on others to make the first move
Then complain about waiting for them to make the first move
Then wait some more while feeling bereft
Trudging back towards a steady hopelessness
If a monument to doubt were ever designed
The figure on the pedestal would surely be mine
Kicking myself and almost falling off
Not worth the making at all
And if a silver lining could be found
Don’t you think I’d have found it by now
In the growing comfort of my role
As the king of opportunities blown
Counting up all the unnoticed signs
Is the most initiative I’ve shown in some time
At the very least maybe it's a story told
To garner a couple chuckles years down the road
A bittersweet return on investments made
Likely not worth the waiting at all
And if a silver lining could be found
Don’t you think I’d have found it by now
Don’t you think I’d have found it by now
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Stationary
03:08
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in a state of detroit disarray
disconnected from the 'home'
another summer on well-worn motorways
eyes on all but the road
re-acclimation from months spent as ghosts
back to the concept of the friend
it might be fun, but it won't take long, i know
before we're ghosts again
give me a shot, give me another cigarette
a reminder of the miles we drove
before the days unwillingly make us forget
before the comfort takes hold
it's still too soon, it's still not long enough
too disconnected from the 'home'
going through the motions of another day’s tough
eyes on nothing but the road
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4. |
Madison To St Cloud
03:46
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We made our way into Madison
Then improvised our way onto State
We shopped until the shops were closed
Then hung out by the lake
And the feeling was getting stronger now
As we searched for a place to stay
And bedtime was quickly becoming
My favorite part of the day
And as things turned to serious
In the comfort of the dark
You had just started your period
So we could only go so far
And that's okay
It's the thought that counts
And tonight our thoughts are dirtier
Than an old longshoreman's mouth
We traipsed along the bluffs
Then crossed the state line
A long overdue smile on your face
And your hand in mine
As we drove through Minneapolis
And the city drowned the stars
You said you were really happy just
The way things almost are
And that's okay
As we stopped for the night
In a cheap St Cloud motel room
Were 'almost' became 'alright'
Oh, I'm always in love
It's a stupid thing to say
Sometimes it hurts like hell
But I wouldn't have it any other way
And that's okay
But now's not the time
To dwell on past experiences
We'll save that for another drive
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This river lacks the romance that it once had
A warm park bench inviting integration
On a faded springtime night
With two fingers inside
A gentle moan of affirmation
The rain turns to a drizzle then comes to an end
The wind and trees in casual conversation
A sky of airplane lights
And quiet satellites
We're left alone to our infatuations
You've got to learn somewhere
And if not here, then where?
Now the rocks are littered with bottles and cans
The water brown from unknown infestation
The old oak trees are bare
There's dog shit everywhere
And posted signs to note our violations
(motherfucker)
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6. |
Hotel Song
05:21
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Well, the fella at the front desk gave me a weird look
I could that tell he was skeptical
When I set down my cash, well, nothing had changed
He was still looking at me all disdainful
I was disheveled, I didn't have any bags at all
And my home was just a few miles away
I just needed someplace else to stay
I checked out my room and then headed on out
To get some beers from the convenience store
And upon returning a quick phone call was made
Soon I was letting you in through the back door
On this night you were of the same mind as I
You were having a horrible day
You just needed someplace else to stay
We weren't there to discuss the problems we had
Or to bitch, moan, rant, or to scream
I had no idea what was bothering you
And you had no clue what was bothering me
Our focus was on the cable tv
And the beer that was now in the sink
You still weren't old enough to go out and drink
There was no funny business intended or expected
Honestly the thought was not on our minds
But we were close enough friends that it was okay
If we held each other tight
So with the tv still on and the beer mostly gone
We maintained our embrace as we slept
It was exactly what we both needed
It was exactly what we both needed
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7. |
Flake-Out Season
04:37
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Is this the start of something big
Or just a slight digression
From our everyday routines
Simply a false impression
It happens every now and then
And yet nothing changes
Oh well what did you expect
It’s nothing new
It takes so long to finally
Spend some time together
Plans fall apart constantly
It’s less ‘now’ and more ‘never’
And if we could only make things work
On a consistent basis
It’s so ridiculous it hurts
Is there still time
Another lunch engagement missed
For another silly reason
If we were to put a name to this
We could call it ‘flake-out season’
For a moment it felt like
Things were actually working
And now it feels like it just might
Never return
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The nighttime dissolves into raindrops and lightning
My room is a mess but it's no less inviting
There's no better thing we can do
Than make out in my messy room
The feeling is there and on this we're united
We shan't hesitate, there's no need to deny it
My hands will show you where to go
I promise that no one will know
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9. |
Stingray Chesthair
03:24
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Well, I dreamt of you last night
Gently kissing everything worth gently kissing
And you were happy, oh you were happy
And I couldn't be happier to wake up
Because even though it still feels right
These dreams will not give me any benefit
Because you will not be here tonight
There'll be no part of you to gently kiss
I've had my share of folly
Seen enough of sadness and defeat
And I must say, 'by golly
You'd think these things would get easier as events repeat'
You said that I had lots of heart
You'd think that that would get me very far
But no
Do you recall that first great morning after
Lying naked on the bed
My arm around your shoulder
As you ran your long thin fingers across my chest
And the patterns that the hairs there made
Reminded you of summers at the beach
And the creatures you avoided
As the salty Gulf came sweeping past your feet
We made love again as a rain began
The water brushed against the window pane
And the sound of cars passing over wet asphalt
Reminded you of waves
You said that I had lots of heart
It did not get me very far
Oh no
Oh there's a god above, there's a god above
There's a goddamn love that ended far too soon
There's a god above, there's a god above
There's a goddamn love that ended far too soon
You said that I had lots of heart
But it's only in dream that I go far
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10. |
Dillon #3
03:41
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I’ll go back if you want me to
An alpine lake at altitude
Where we had a lovely night
With cigarettes and chardonnay
A guitar I could hardly play
Strummed in moonlight
The temperature dropped swiftly and
I could barely feel my hands
Still I played everything
That you wanted to hear
And I never looked up in time
To see a meteoroid go by
A narrow streak gone in a flash
A moment never meant to last
All the stars saw our nervous dance
The wait for one to take a chance
And act on the obvious
The cold helped to push things forth
We moved closer and felt the shivers course
Through each of us
The temperature kept dropping and
I was so glad to hold your hand
And keep it warm with mine
As the chance appeared
The feeling finally was too strong
An impulse fought back far too long
A perfect, freezing moment shared
We kissed and kissed and went from there
I’ll go back if you go back, too
An alpine lake with beer can views
We can skip the guitar
Or is that firmly in the past
Just another moment as fleeting as
A shooting star
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