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Temporary Light
03:32
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I’ve got a boiling blood just beneath the surface
I’ve never listened much but now it’s taking over
Are you here with me
Are you hearing me
Well, if we both suppose
then we’re a couple liars
Keep ourselves from truth tonight
There’s nothing more to know
just tinder for the fire
basking in a temporary light
And if I bite my tongue, solution to the problem
Are you here with me
I’ve got a little way to go
Are you hearing me
I’ve got a little way to go
If we find ourselves suspended
between decisions we’d otherwise
leave unattended
but in this moment
we let ourselves be compromised
I’m giving in to compromise
and leaving sense of self behind
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Pinch
02:42
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I’m wondering where this began
to end, to end, to end
I should have listened when they said
to bend, to bend, to bend
to bend, to bend, to bend
Just a little pinch, it’ll soon be over
Just a missing leaf from your four-leaf clover
I don’t want to wait, won’t you start your motor
Every single time
Lost it on the drive over
And all I hear is someone start
but then it fades away
And all I need is for my heart
to bend, to bend, to bend
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Tie Tie
04:05
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What exactly is it that you think you have here
Hope will only keep me so long
You say say sorry, but
I’m tie tie tired
of always getting stuck putting up
That’s it, nice try
But your knees are so bruised from all the times
it never quite aligned
I quit, resigned
Pulling back from where it gets me every time,
a disappointed sigh
What exactly is it that you think you have here
Even desert flowers need more than the sun
You say say sorry, but
I’m tie tie tired
of always getting stuck putting up
Disappointed, so disappointed
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4. |
Colors
03:58
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Somewhere tucked in safe and sound
in the monochrome
and feeling like a bore
black and white with no variation
Tilt my head and squint my eyes just a little
distortion of the words
try to eke out an interpretation
You get all your colors on the way down
Are you a complication,
burning with your own desire
Are you a calculation,
formulaic by design
Are you a fabrication,
waiting to be spun
Are you a computation,
without a given sum
Well I’m not looking for the richest tones
just some saturation with some inspiration
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Secret Science
04:00
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I think I stayed up late enough tonight
to finally find out exactly where the monsters hide
Turns out they’re not under the bed
They’ve been camped out all day
right here inside my head
They have plans to surely make
their presence known
When I call out “Is someone there?”
they answer “no”
This leaves me less than reassured
I don’t believe a single word
If I could find the power behind
the secret science of saying goodbye
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Good Luck Year Dayton, Ohio
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Rock/Indie/Pop/Folk - male & female vocals, acoustic & electric guitars, two keyboardists, bass, drums and various percussion
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