1. |
What Say Yee?
03:38
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I know that you are so far away
And you feel it too
As dangerous as it is
I can't say no to you
So I'll await
Our embrace in April
Then back out into the world you'll go
What say you
What say me
Is anything new
Well you're still missing
Her green eyes
Hypnotizing me
Nothing Seems New
And Your Still Missing
Your Green Eyes Never See Me
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2. |
Won"t Believe Me
03:38
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Well is it easier to pack your things and travel far away
Than facing your surroundings and embracing the mundane
I just started to move faster but you started to run
And I wore blinders so I didn't see how far you'd gone.
I wanna see on both sides
You do it all the time when you're gone
And you're maintaining your composure
But I feel lazy and unproductive
an isolated introvert
and I'll accept that I won't make progress
But I can feel it start to turn
I'm sorry if I scared you when I started screaming
When you told me that you won't believe me
Picture this, I'm a mess
I'm a cynic's favourite cocktail mixed with melancholic-stress
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3. |
Pretty Little Ditty
02:43
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Propped up on a bench
In Officer's Square
Holding my heart in both hands
And I'm digging around for the ticker that's broken
but if it still don't beat right I'm lost
Stars on the green where we did once speak
over Jameson Whiskey and Teas
Thinking out loud, my body did show
some fear that we'd both sleep alone
Down for the count
I'mm hitting the road
Before I can't leave here at all
Now for the time I'll just sit and think
I'll ponder my life to the ground.
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4. |
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At least she'll understand me
When a line is crossed in learning nothing new
As time fades away
Our beauty cracks and fades but I still feel the same
Yes I've held your hands
And I've imagined us in little rocking chairs
Listening too the waves crash
or waiting for a world affair
Like Judeth in the kitchen
I'm Holophernese resting on the floor
The satin sheets entangled with my body
In your hands my head you hold
To wake up every morning
Just to feel you there
You and I are a dangerous combination
Of waste and time
A strange new adventure
with a lot of things to learn
You and I are just switching sides
Cause now I feel so alone
But I'll see you when you get home.
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5. |
Grow
04:37
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Let the day go by
Cause nothing is really happening
but still you sit there smiling at me
Eyes so full of anxiousness
But still there's nothing happening
Oh why is nothing happening>
I could watch you for days
I'm excited about the little things
Like how you tell me everything
I'm holding on so desperately
Making far more memories this way
But I don't even know
How to tell you so
I don't even know
How to let this grow
Can i see you today
I'm exited about a lot of things
I hope that I'm not boring this
your words turn to melody
that plays inside my head
And I found you today
I'm obsessing about a lot of things
But still you sit there loving me
I'm lost in how you look at me
I mix up words every time I speak
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6. |
Oh Friend
03:29
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Can you help me?
Show me you're still here the way you used to be
It's not like this most of the time
Its just the flavour of the week I guess
I'll get left behind
do you hear me
and know my voice
because the answers are so distant
but is it all in my head again?
I'm starting to see that change
But do you believe it babe?
You know Hampton
Is not that far away from where you wanna be
But the city
tends to breed a bit more opportunities
And I know its stupid
To dream about the way I think this ought to be
Its not like that
I need to put more work than my will lets me
But I'm starting to see that.
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7. |
New Shoes
04:06
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I've walked down this road 1000 times before
and I guess I don't love this anymore
But what have I got left to lose
If all I have is you and I haven't seen you in a while
Am I passed the point of breaking down
Just live my life until the moths end
Told to take a walk
Without a place to go
and soon you'll stop asking me to come home
Soon you'll start begging me to come.
All in it must be pretty bad
If I can't even talk about this to myself
It's like I need some new shoes
The old ones are tearing and abused
but they remind me of myself
I caught the rain yesterday afternoon
I think it helped to clear my doubt
soaked to skin
stuck in this rut
I decided I don't need this anymore.
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8. |
In Your Arms
05:06
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You can take the road and I will meet you where you are
Darling there's no need to fear I'm closer when I'm far
If we both know Where we are
Then our days can finally start
Holy words and bible verse embedded in her skin
Social Norms, how to conform is bred into the kids
but we both dodged a bullet there
so we both know that fair is fair
and we don't exactly care where we are
If any place beats living in the back seat of your car
If everything just fell apart than we wouldn't know the cause
If everyday was happiness then I swear that I'd be lost
In your Arms
There's no need to worry about these things that fill my head
walking through the sunshine on the weekend I met death
there's a stranger in the park
nowhere's close to where you are
Could anybody else believe in me as much as you
Your smile's the only think that keeps me searching for the truth
if we forth know where we are
then our lived can finally start
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9. |
Outro
00:23
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I don't know the first thing about growing up
All I have gathered this far is everything sucks
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Travis J. Flynn Fredericton, New Brunswick
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