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December 1
06:07
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Bundle up, Patricia, a cold front swept through town today
I haven’t seen the flurries yet but I heard they’re on the way
All the Nashville natives tell me it used to snow here all the time
Now we’re lucky if the flurries stick beyond the sun rise
I don’t know – maybe I am just naive
But an ice storm would be cool to see
We’d be stuck inside the house for days
Keeping warm in creative ways
That doesn’t sound so bad to me
Did you have fun at the concert? I know I said that I would go
But I started drinking early, I passed out before the show
A victim of a football game and an all-day two-for-one
At the only Eastside bar that serves Molson Canadian
I don’t know – I guess I’m just naive
To think my tolerance is what it used to be
But the price I pay remains the same
A hangover that lasts all day
And a headache that just won’t leave
I dreamt that you were wearing tight jeans on your mom’s settee
Reciting one of Lorca’s poems while making eyes at me
In the haze of early morning, I still can not shake that look
Can you infer any meaning? You’re the one with all those books
I don’t know – maybe I’m just naive
Or perhaps too grounded in reality
But if you were to look me in the eye
The way I dreamt you did last night
Maybe then I might just believe
I heard Venus and Jupiter would be shining bright tonight
Around a slender, waxing crescent moon – it should be quite a sight
But the cloud cover that lingers from the cold front that swept through
Will no-doubt hinder our chances of getting a clear view
I don’t know – I guess I sound naive
But a sky without stars will not bother me
Cause even though it’s a cliche
I’ll proudly say it anyway:
You’re the only star I need to see
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Tõnis Vint
03:10
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Tõnis, you've got everything to lose
There's a girl in a circle and she's ready for you
All the boys in the Communist League don't know what to do
Don't be natural, don't have heart
'Cause you know at any moment it could all fall apart
When the pertinent secrets of a life are told in scars
No, you can't be perfect
No, you can't be true
You'll do what you're told
Look both ways before you cross the road
Shuffle discreetly towards an apartment show
A temporary escape from a world full of ghosts
Where are you going? Where are you coming from?
Did you know, at the moment there, is nowhere to run?
'Cause they're all fervent believers in coming undone
No, you can't be perfect
No, you can't be true
You'll do what you're told
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3. |
XV
05:41
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I almost walked into a mirror
Didn’t notice my reflection getting nearer
We were looking for a place where you could work online
An hour or two would be just fine
An hour, maybe two, would be just fine
Downtown seemed like a good place to start
A coffee shop would be cool but we preferred a bar
It was a long day of driving and exploring
Developing the context of a greater story
We could both use one hell of a good story
Someone pointed us towards a bar whose sign
Was too inconspicuous to notice the first time we walked by
So lost again in an unknown downtown
It was too cold to be fucking around
We asked someone else and got turned back around
There was nothing but darkness and faint red neon
Not my type of place but their signal was strong
The music drowned out the waitress as she listed
All the beers they had on tap, so instead
I just ordered two of the last thing she said
While you were doing your work, I stared at a clique
Of alpha males attempting to win over some chicks
Sociologically speaking, it was an interesting glimpse
Though, really, I was sickened that these people exist
We’d be better off if they ceased to exist
There weren’t enough girls for all of them, so they were resorting
To every trick they could think that could aid in their courting
Buying them drinks and trying to make them laugh
Staking a claim with a hand on an ass
Some would succeed, some would not have a chance
The mirror thing happened on my first bathroom trip
It wasn’t any better the second time in
I had to turn my head and hold my breath
Someone had thrown up all over the urinal on the left
I was hoping that you didn’t have much work left
Closing time came – it was a relief
You hadn’t finished your work but enough was complete
We paid our tab and headed outside
Left those fools and their conquests behind
We were ready to put an end to this night
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4. |
Patio Song
04:08
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Stressing out on your patio
Fighting off the mosquitoes
Makes me wish that I still smoked
It would keep those buggers away
Cobwebs on the windowsill
You were counting out some pills
Not sure if you still
Had one more dose to take
Nothing special really going on
Drinking coffee ’til the coffee’s gone
A boy, a girl, and the coming dawn
You know there’s no place I’d rather be
Early stages of a courtship show
Silent agreement to take things slow
That hasn’t worked before, but you know
That’s still perfectly fine with me
And while the flowers in your backyard bloomed
And the dew formed on the petals
A sudden panic swept all over you
You swore ’cause you were sure
That you could taste metal
Look at us, we are quite the mess
You’re paranoid and I’m overstressed
The mosquitoes are far from impressed
If they could, they would roll their eyes
Another evening of stories shared
A couple kisses here and there
We’ll never be know as a perfect pair
But that’s the last worry on our mind
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5. |
She Suggested Pittsburgh
03:43
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The foolishness of Albuquerque begins to sound more wise
She suggested Pittsburgh, but she's not around tonight
Fly in for a couple days and browse the neighborhoods
Sell off my possessions and leave this place for good
In lieu of a good woman, I need an ever-changing scene
A shifting of environments to keep my mind at ease
But there is no good woman here - at least, not good for me
It's taken too long to accept that grim reality
She suggested Pittsburgh and I almost thought her right
It pains me to stop caring but I'll give it my best try
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