1. |
Time Is Like a River
02:45
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Time is like a river, you should know.
I can’t recall quite how,
it’s hard to say right now,
but I’ve got a set of new ideals.
I’m waking up so slow,
we may not ever know
all the things I want and all the things I feel
(they seem to take a toll,
I’m wondering what for).
Because my body’s asleep, my body’s awake.
I kind of think that’s all,
but my problems aren’t solved.
Time is like a river, you should know.
I’m traveling through space,
I’m sinking into place.
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2. |
Picture
03:04
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I slowly take the picture with you.
You share and say you love me too.
What a poetry we’ve found,
sharing space without a sound.
This land is my land,
from Ventura to Vancouver.
I feel so close to you.
Are you sure you love me too?
I’m looking for a purpose
that doesn’t take too long.
Grab the things I see before me,
brands you know and love.
I forge a new vision.
This time, I’m sure it’s the one.
I complete the revision
just in time for summer fun.
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3. |
Aloha
04:45
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You saw the cactus bloom;
its scent filled your room.
You cried a thousand times;
and now, you’re fine.
You’d think I’d feel, by now,
like someone else somehow.
I’m on my hero’s journey.
Don’t laugh. It’s not funny.
Aloha!
Do you even know how wild I can get?
Beside a babbling brook,
you took me for a walk.
I stared at the visions everywhere;
but still, I don’t care.
I see the breakers crash;
the sand will never last.
And I know it’s not supposed to stay;
but still, I want my way.
Aloha!
Do you even know how wild I can get?
Aloha!
Do you even know how? ’Cause even I forget.
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4. |
Singing Desperately
03:26
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I find it funny
how you find it sad.
Keep telling myself,
I can’t be that bad.
You’re thinking of me differently;
I’m thinking of myself.
I’m starting to stop as we speak;
I’m starting to lose.
I’m falling asleep and I am
sorry again.
I’m aware I’ve begun to believe too much,
r. Recoiling from your tender touch,
;. Believin’ believin’believing
I’m this way for a reason.
You’re thinking of me differently;
I’m thinking of myself.
I’m starting to stop as we speak;
I’m starting to lose.
I’m falling asleep and I am
sorry again.
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5. |
Just Give Up
02:52
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If it’s too hard, just give up.
I’m a failure; I’m here to change.
Forgot to cry out, forgot to rage.
If you deserve it, then you should.
I’m drinking N.A., and it’s fine.
I’m so simple, half the time, I don’t notice.
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6. |
Alone Again
02:51
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I’m alone again.
I don’t mind.
Found a new way
to resign.
Feel the future take hold.
Feeling for myself above it all.
But I’m too blessed
to be stressed.
I hear if you stop trying
everything works out fine.
I heard you stopped caring,
now you have so much more time.
I’m alone again.
I don’t mind.
Found a new way
to resign.
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7. |
Work Music
03:33
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I’m inscribing
all the things I own:
your name, my name.
I really care a lot,
you know?
It’s just so hard to show.
I found happiness.
It makes no difference.
I saw the ending.
So sad how life becomes a chore.
Now I’m finished,
so I begin again.
Found another way
to distract myself.
It’s just a party trick.
It’s just my work music.
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8. |
Mysteries Revealed
03:34
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I saw the future wasn’t that different.
Isn’t that strange?
How I try so hard to be the same.
How could I not notice the depth of the pain?
How could I not change?
When the vision’s so clear,
you shouldn’t need to explain.
A cut in the flesh, a sign of the times.
Mysteries revealed, but I don’t like what I find.
You must have noticed the moment passed.
How does a moment last?
I guess I never cared.
I just thought I should ask.
It may disappoint you,
but I won’t blame you
for having fun,
because it’s hard,
even for the chosen one.
A cut in the flesh, a sign of the times.
Mysteries revealed, but I don’t like what I find.
A cut in the flesh, a sign of the times.
Mysteries revealed, but I don’t like what I find.
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9. |
Find I Forget
02:56
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You wanna want to know
what I mean when I say:
I’m loving that dress
when you where wear it that way.
Thinking out loud.
That’s all I’ve done!
I don’t know where
it all comes from.
I need to read
that book about songs.
Sometimes I worry
I’m doing it wrong.
‘Because I don’t know how
to say what I sing.
If I could then I would,
since beginning.
I’ve tried to forgive.
I’ve tried to regret.
At the end of the day,
I find I forget.
‘Because when I shake my fist,
I go limp in the wrist.
All of their taunts
coming true.
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10. |
Afterglow
00:57
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How sweet
to walk
in the afterglow,
where the pines
sing low.
And the love
of the master
is over it all.
When a young moon sails in a sea of blue,
to walk alone with my dreams of you.
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