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This Long Night
03:57
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It's hard to believe it's been so long. Cicada boy, cicada girl. I think I fell asleep in the trees. And now we've woken up almost side by side. If only I could get off the ground. And I remember what she said, "They won't be back until forever." The infinite son he grows up quick. Laying low they want to rise to the skyline. Take another show, come on give it a go. It's time to, it's time to, it's time to wake up. Break the shadows, smash the colors, take these awkward first steps to the final and sudden crash landing. I'm getting older all over again, can you just tell me I'm doing alright. The frequency, it plays my drums. The busy sound, the static sound. Such urgency breaks through the waves. What the shit am I doing being 22? Give me another shot, I want another go, and I've got a gun and you've got to take a nap for us all. Am I doing alright? Sleep sound, one long night. Break the shadows, smash the colors, Take these awkward steps to the final and sudden crash landing. I'm getting older all over again, can you just tell me I'm doing alright? Am I doing alright? Sleep sound, on this long night.
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Second To The Right
03:39
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Feel like a half build bridge, hope you have some use for me later. So I get finished. Oh dear I must be slipping on all too new pair of shoes. My laces are both untied. Three years old is a long time, 100 more would be something. I think I need it. Can I walk you home or could you walk me? I think I need it. Saw you at the flood at Bank Street Park, the rain fell hard. But you dodged every drop. Let's take the simple route, "Second to the right and straight on 'til morning" Three years old is a long time, 100 more would be something. I think I need it. Can I hold your books or could you hold mine? I think I need it. I want to need it. I know I need it.
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Bears Come Out Tonight
02:52
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The fall takes me to see the beautiful brown in the leaves to the new sweater I'm wearing now. It's getting colder, life is feeling bolder. I've always felt this was when the year began. A winter storm, a violence so beautiful and a cold so warm. The trees have lost their leaves, but will soon be back. They've gone south with the geese. Muddy shoes come in twos. And the tracks, they bleed the cold. This train cuts through and grabs a hold. Where I stand, where I'm fine, waiting for the 11:09.Let's take this train. May we ride all day to June, July's stop will be here soon. Smell the rain coming, under this beautiful black cloud forming. And I swear we never know, but such uncertainties make this world grow. A summer storm, a violence so beautiful and a warm so warm. It's summer now, Danny I don't know how. Just like the bears come out tonight, whatever it is, it just feels right. Let's take this train.
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Breathing Water
03:09
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"Hey there Prince, why so glum? and where's your crown?"
"I made a mistake, I didn't see the disease from the ground."
"How can you say? Life, stuff and love is worth more than what you used to be, and what you used to see."
"This kiss game me so much to ignore, and nothing to fight for."
Green frog sitting there, enjoy the sun and the shade. No need for details when there's not much to communicate. Kiss me now, for I'll turn from a prince to true royalty. Give me warts and webbed feet for this throne and chest of humility. I wanna go. Give me a life to believe in. It's a rarity among kings, but for this prince it's not too late. Oh baby boy green, may I join you with a kiss? To weigh less than the world, but more than this king i pretend to be and I want it, I want it, I want it, and you've got it. You've got it, you've got it, Worth more than the king that I pretend to be.
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Kicking cans off cracked white sidewalks and open arms, corn farms. You saw me far behind those years of plastic trees. For such, and its soft touch. To see the world through those eyes under giant skies. And I know, that when I go back I'll see the shore I saw before. Four those seasons riding through the pits and beech trees to red leaves. Rain dancing on the faces of the friends that I love. For now, and forever. To see the world though those eyes, under giant skies. And I know, that when I go back I'll see the shore I saw before. Life and limb aside. Hearts and minds away.
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Not A Sacrifice
04:48
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Under a peaceful light I spoke words silent to you. Your presence smiled back, I know you knew. It's not a sacrifice, but the right thing to do. And I'll hold your hand for life, knowing I will see you soon. And I'll see you soon. Breathe deep, my friend. Careful with the glass potion of mine and mom and god. Toecutter, walk on home, and put away your knives. Expense makes sense when mind is clear, enjoyment at this price shops for fear and I'm taking my time. What's this rush in killing us? I'm coming with you if you're going down. Because I love your breath, this place gives us more. Will we ever be alone in a place to grow? Right here, right now, a simple strength of lifting scars of mine and mom's an gods'. Young boy, put that down, it's a dynamite candy cane. If I break then I must have a crack, torture and death-food I'm staying away from that. What's this rush in killing us? I'm killing too, if you're going down. Because I love your breath, this place gives us so much more. Will we ever be alone in a place to grow? I'm taking it easy, I'm taking it easy for all us sinners.
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Mr. Fuse
05:50
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It's 4 o'clock and I'm out the door. The air is cold but my body is oh so warm. There he sits just waiting for a friend, like me, with the old man I sit I stand. He said, "Hey Oosh how was the pool? It's almost fall are you ready for school?"
"Mr. Fuse, I suppose...tomorrow gotta go buy new clothes." The snow came and put his chairs inside. Saw and empty yard at every morning's ride. The grass grew he took a seat once again, smoking his cigar, knew it was spring just then. He said, "Hey Oosh how was your year? Did you learn all that's goin' on out there."
"Mr. Fuse, I suppose...you know how second grade goes." It's true, it always did, it always does. What's past this curb skips a beat like in love. As I was called on home, he laid still. I'll be back some day my friend, I wish I could sit with him. Sitting there we had a grand old time. Little boy and old man watching the world go by. The ice took over the New Jersey stones, we went alone in our own homes. Another time around the sun, school let out it was time for fun. But Mr. Fuse he wasn't there, I could find him anywhere. "Oh Mom and Dad where could he be? He's always there sittin' across the street." They sat me down, and told me about life. "We're sorry, but he died." Oh how I cried. It's true, it always did, it always does. What's past this curb, skips a beat, like in love. As I was called on home, he laid still. I'll be back someday my friend, why'd this world have to end?
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Precipitation
03:19
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When new weather hits the scene, but you're still healing from the high school life of cheap thrills and fire drills, the feelings you get aren't eh ones you hope for. But oh well, we'll survive. Dance to the sound of radiating noise screaming silence all around. Just lay in your room with the volume on high, because hardwood floors make the best beds, alright. Is it enough for you? Is it enough for me, is it enough for these painted lights, or the locks on the doors. Long lines with a grappled sense behind. Promises made to stay in school, you can be an astronaut if you do. Get down from that hot air balloon, come on friends, settle down, we'll be done soon. Ahh, hell, let's just die young, before we go ahead and fuck up. I think I want to fuck up, let's go ahead and fuck up. Stern looks white walls all inside.
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