1. |
Tires & Bookmarks
02:12
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Place your tires and bookmarks
Face your fires and false starts
Pavement married to your skin
Hanging towels in the May wind
Swear to god, I’ll never solve that problem
What you see is what you get, I promise
Swear to god, I’ll never solve that
I tell you all the time
Tell you all the time
Tell you all the time
Is it on the fence
Or is it on the dollar you gave me?
Everyone is fuckin’ with his head
They talk of what he hasn’t got
It never was a lot
You might say I’m partial to that problem
If I’m honest
Don’t dare say you aren’t the same
If you’re honest
It’s honest
You might say I’m partial to that problem
If I’m honest
Don’t dare say you aren’t the same
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2. |
Magic Of The Sale
03:48
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Pain goes down
Watch it go down, watch it go down
Turn around
Whispers of their small sounds
Shadow in the background
(Rip!) I won’t tell
The magic of the sale
(Dig!) I could never tell
The magic of the sale
Set myself to sleep for good
Reach out for you
My hands so nude and beat to blue
Instead you turn around
But what else can I say if you look the other way?
You don’t mind
I wanna see you try
Like you could do better
(Rip!) I won’t tell
The magic of the sale
(Dig!) I could never tell
The magic of the sale
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3. |
Anywhere
03:35
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Just gotta get out of here
Just make it all disappear
Anywhere, anywhere
Just gotta get out of bed
Just gotta get up and go
Anywhere, anywhere
Say what you want
It can’t stay
All of the footprints we made
Run forever
Just gotta get out of bed
(Anywhere)
Just gotta get up and go
(Anywhere)
Just gotta get out of here
(Anywhere)
Just make it all disappear
(Anywhere)
Out in the tall green we played
Covering footsteps we made
Follow them
The path from which you came
Is heavy in its name
Don’t let them break you down
Don’t let that break you now
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4. |
Push You Forever
04:50
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A drop on a petal
A beautiful plan
To sway in the sunset
To feed like a man
What he can
Until it gets better
I’ll do what I can
Take in what’s special
And feel like a man
When I can
Down in the basement, we drew it on paper
How could I forget that? I’ll always remember that
Gentle like Jesus, you said in that letter
How could I forget that? I’ll always remember that
Color the pavement, to make it feel better
How could I forget that? I’ll always remember that
Out on the porch swing, I’d push you forever
How could I forget that? I’ll always remember that
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5. |
Holy Water
03:00
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Water’s a-drippin’ (Water’s a-drippin’)
Take a sip and you’ll believe
In something better (In something better)
In something bigger than me
The holy water (The holy water)
Yeah, I will drink to believe
In something better (In something better)
When you fall down on your knees
Send the ladder down
(When you fall down, when you fall)
Send the ladder down
(When you fall down, when you fall)
Send the ladder down
(When you fall down, when you fall)
Send the ladder down
Something tells me
I can see you’re acting tough
All on your own
Someone told me
I can see you’re acting dumb
Already know
Something tells me
I can see you’re acting tough
All on your own
Someone told me
I can see you’re acting so
Fun when you
Go
Back to when you were a daredevil
Back to when you first learned to pedal
Back to when you were a daredevil
Back to when you were
Go
Back to when you won first medal
Back to when you’d go look for trouble
Back to when you were a daredevil
Spots where you’re hiding
Always a trail left for me
I’ll try and decode
But it’s way bigger than me
A rock for finding
I’m here for when you may need
Patiently waiting
Send the ladder down
Send the ladder down
Send the ladder down
Send the ladder down
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6. |
Iron Wine
03:27
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Fever in your head like county lines
Rip me open
Drink my iron wine
Reaping from the well until it’s dry
Bear our matching hearts into the ground
Picking from the letters I left out
Hear your words like photos felt in sound
Holding what our eyes can’t make up now
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7. |
China Day
03:24
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Heed this day
Wear your blue knit veins
Ripened for the cane
And know hallowed be thy pain
Your poisoned apple isn’t strange
Nor fault, nor shame
Hurry to the kitchen
His spirit has the china lifted
(You can never go back, you won’t ever go back)
I remember heat and violent words
Pooled under pieces shattered
But the china could never leave the floor
All our feet it tore
Bathed in the blood she bore
What is all that for?
Run, may the road make clear
(When the ember is ash and the memory’s flat, let the innocence last)
What is all that for (Love)
But death (is the broken deer)
And doors?
Every little reason I ever had to be him
Fractured
(You can never go back, you won’t ever go back)
Made to trace the hurt
Pinned underneath what shattered
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8. |
Lead Letters
03:08
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It’s lost again
We’ll write it on the wall
Three words in pen
But the letters are lead
Mired in red, like it’s their fault
The ink never made clear
To never let go of it
Don’t blame yourself
Don’t feel bad
Just so long as you know
To never let go of it
[Ever again]
Never let go of it
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9. |
Ammo
02:32
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Hit ‘em in the nose
Where it hurts the most
Told you I don’t mess around
(Heels in the dust spent)
Warned you, now get out of town
(Days out here rusting)
Coward, I suppose
All out of ammo
Don’t you look so surprised
(Give it the option)
I’ll make you meet your demise
(Zero to all in)
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10. |
Funny
05:42
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I think it’s funny how you walk away from her
Yeah it’s so funny how you live in your own world
But that’s just fine
You know what you want, and that’s alright
I think it’s funny how you share your pain with her
I think it’s funny how we make each other whole
Yeah it’s so funny how we live in our own world
But that’s just fine
We do what we want, and that’s alright
I think it’s funny how we say without a word
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11. |
Build & Crash
02:38
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Clay mold turned to stone
Statue of a man clear to me
Scratched, bruised up all within
Wrapped up in the skin
It’s clear to me
Send a letter straight from the clouds
And place into my hands
I could really use you back
I’ll find your place to land
Run
As fast as I can search to find you
Moat
There’s no way past
Stand still and wait ‘til tides come
Watch them crash the sand and bucket
Float
Off with the wind and water rushes
Crash
Not built to last
Not built to last
Not built to last
I will learn to build and crash
I will build and crash
I will learn to build and crash
I will build and crash
I will learn to build and crash with you
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12. |
Hate Goodbyes
03:47
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I don’t wanna hurt you
Don’t want you to cry
I’m sorry I missed you
The blink of an eye
I just hate goodbyes
Hate goodbyes
If I disappoint you
You have every right
It’s more than a virtue
I tell you no lies
Oh don’t ask me why
Ask me why
I don’t wanna hurt you
(Hate Goodbyes)
Don’t want you to cry
(Ask me why)
I’m sorry I missed you
(Hate goodbyes)
The blink of an eye
(Ask me why)
If I disappoint you
(Hate Goodbyes)
You have every right
(Ask me why)
It’s more than a virtue
(Hate goodbyes)
I tell you no lies
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13. |
Make It Red
02:09
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Paint with his voice, the silent brush
Coated in black and violet rush
We’ll make it red and color in his youth
’Til everything that’s pink fades back to blue
Now I picture you in everything
Everything is all I have
Now I picture you in everything
Everything is all I have
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14. |
Matching Durags
01:33
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