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Makes me feel like brad pitt in moneyball but also in a sad real life kinda way
Favorite track: Sandcastle Molds.
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Canada
05:04
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I saw two sparrows
Flirting by the lake
They spun around one another
Like debris caught in the wind
So I made tracks
Then came back late that night
And drew them in my head
They flew like they were there
For a moment I swear
They really were
And I woke from a dream
Of a fox at the top of the road
Who screamed as if in heat
Or just hurting for a hare
So I breathed in the air
And It’s eyes reflected light
Like the traffic signs behind
So making use of the night
I pissed on a dead log
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2. |
Sandcastle Molds
03:18
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I’m no good at overconsumption,
Playful affect deserted
Whole timelines behind me
I don’t play that well with others
My sandcastle molds all
Came without shovels
All our hopes
Will surely erode with time
Stone to sand
I just want to know
Where it all goes
Memories cave painted on your eyelids
The future is decided
The reactor is swelling
If I died, I would not disturb you,
No crosses flipped over
Just memories in static
All our hopes
Will surely erode in time
Stone to sand
I just want to know
Where it all goes
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3. |
Wood Knot
04:21
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Stock photographs
Of Candid laughs
Hang ‘em up
I wanna live like that
Home sweet home
Live laugh love
Plant my ass
Deeper than a root
I’m a wood knot
I’m not
A leaf
Sap is stuck
Mud is muck
And I’m a man
I need a pickup truck
Black and blue
Cross tattoo
On my leg
I’m gonna let it loose
Cause I’m a wood knot
I’m not
A leaf
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4. |
Science Fiction
04:35
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Caring
It’s this new thing
That I’m trying
And I think it suits me well
I’m finding
Life science fiction
I’m a ray gun
Overheating in your palm
Shedding
Like a snakeskin
All this old fear
I wore every halloween
Barely
Even human
You’re the cover of
A pulp sixties magazine
Something's different something changed
Something shifted in my shape
Sleepless
Hibernation
I was passenger
I was passive I was thin
But your sound
It’s like a siren
Now I can’t help
But be present in my skin
Something’s different something changed
Something shifted in my shape
Something’s different something changed
Science fiction is to blame
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5. |
Sweet Time
03:42
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I can’t deny
That the world’s moving fast
And I’m holding on for life
Take me back
Don’t hang me up to dry
Lord knows I’ve tried
But I can’t seem to get it right
Through all this time
Holding on for life
And taking my sweet time
I just don’t know
Where the wind comes from
Or why it blows so cold
I got no coat
You see
Taking my sweet time
Holding back the line
Taking my sweet time
Holding back the line
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6. |
Life (So Crazy)
05:07
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There are folks always dying
Under summer sun
Underlining all the things we’re so proud of
And the kids all scream
From the rooftops
That cars are a comin’
The cars are coming
We’ll drink till it’s simple
Laugh like we were meant to
Days never end
We’ll do something meaningful
I miss when the moments were still
Before the weight came
By god the way we used to feel
With someone to blame
Stars waste their trip
Lining our sky
Stick with what you know
Someone’s got it right
There is something about you
Outside side of time
Days fall together
Ricochet off our prime
I’ve been around too long
Train is never on time
Sit and wait here a while
Just pass time
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7. |
Fourth Street
04:12
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Took a flight back to the motherland
Gave my mom a hug and shook my daddy’s hand
It’s been a while since I’ve been to town
She said, “Moms live longer with their kids around”
We’re sitting on the wrong side of the backyard
Apparently life this time of year gets pretty hard
He asked me, “Son, do you know what it’s like
To wake up in the morning and it doesn’t feel right?”
It doesn’t feel right
I looked at him in the fire’s light
And realized for the very first time
I know I am my father’s son
It took a while but I know I’m not the only one
Smoke and drink, keep my belly fed
Throat is burning, stomach’s turning
Need to rest my head
I wanna be where the people are
Turns out most of them are actually really far
I’m running ‘round fourth street holding it down
I’m keeping my secrets close to the ground
Giving most the nights to Chinatown
Waiting for the sun to come on back around
Holding on to all the things I hate
Words unspoken don’t appreciate
I’ll keep my hands up towards the sun
The taking comes easy when the givings done
Never can finish what I have begun
Maybe this time I’ll beat it but I’m never gonna cheat it
I’m running ‘round fourth street holding it down
I’m keeping my secrets close to the ground
What goes up will always come back around
I’m running ‘round fourth street holding it down
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8. |
Horse
04:06
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We have talked of buying a horse
And of course it’s more than we can afford
But our dreams don’t keep us from dreamin’
And our lives don’t keep us from livin’
Yeah, we’re shit broke
But we don’t break
Until we say we’re broken
I’ve been saving money
Just a little bit every month
And if you always love me
Then i can promise you this much
That one day I’ll bring home stacks
But all the credit cards might be maxed
Either way
I think it’s easy to say
That the checks are already cashed
Believe me
It’s really that easy
I swear I heard a blessing from the lord
So I can promise you that horse
We’ll get lost on our own land
All the hills will roll at our command
And fuck it let’s have kids
You could give birth down by the riv
And everyday they’ll have their mother to thank
For the life they get to live
Believe me
It’s really that easy
I swear I heard a blessing from the lord
So I can promise you that horse
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9. |
Christ on the Mast
05:00
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I keep seeing
The same person everywhere
The downstairs neighbor, a stranger
A child trying to sing
And that melody
Is sadly congested
Like the highways
Cut straight through LA
But they bring her
Oh, they bring her
Closer to me
Taking holidays
Away from your place
In the countryside is where we’ll die
And leave our good faith
Stood up like a widow
Of stranded sea captains
Maybe waiting, maybe praying
To Christ on the mast
But that prayer
Prayed erasure
And it came heaven sent
And now I’m hell bent
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10. |
Beekeeping
04:23
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I’ve seen that you fear
What’s mine is not yours
But your need to steal
It’s born of the cold
And I should be keeping you warm
And I’m nowhere near
Too far to call home
So your need to steal
It’s no fault of your own
When I only gave you my bones
But I could’ve shared so much more
It’s not like I tried to be
Cruel or incomplete
I just thought I owed you
So I endured you
I just thought I owed you
So I endured you
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