1. |
wakedream
07:08
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so life's going nowhere
but you know there's so much there
but tonight you're in your room
staring out your frozen window.
and so you jumped off the ship
'cause you forgot what it's like to have to swim
and what better way to stay afloat,
than the constant fear of drowning?
falling in love in the summertime
with you
getting lost in your thoughts and ways.
oh, and wondering when
now would become then
(and now it's here).
black coffee,
cake made with red wine
early mornings after
late nights.
plant textbooks,
getting lost in the woods with you,
was all i could
do.
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2. |
loaf
02:22
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I want to make bread with you
find all the words
hidden in little squares
all around the board
and in your backporch
breakfast for two
there's a bird watching us,
wondering
what do those hands know?
they're just tracing shapes,
maps of where to go
and do ferry rides seem cool?
we can bring our bikes
dark picture in a frame
(soft light on the table...)
glass reflects prism shards
everything I want
I want to watch ships with you
disappear in the horizon
but what I really want to do is
make bread with you
make tea for two
all day.
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3. |
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in this life of sparks and dreams
can you say that life is what is seems like?
well it seems right.
but in that moment, I felt so real
your eyes opened and showed me what to feel like
yeah it feels nice.
but hang on there, hang on man
I want this to last a little bit longer
you're falling off the boat too soon
is there a way for us to just
take our time, and find the starting line?
where we can be alone, before the gun goes off?
In this life you get some moments
one at a time, one at a time
and if you want you can wander freely
to far away, and far from now
I won't stop you (no) won't stop you
just sit with me and watch this sunset
I won't stop but you, but I'll miss you.
Want to, try to
find you in the darkness honey
(follow the lights)
is there a map where I can find
and trace your outline from mine?
on your palm or
on your stomach.
it doesn't matter.
It's funny how the light finds your eyes...
and casts shadows on my chest.
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4. |
butterfly
03:49
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I'm sorry little butterfly but I think it's time I flew away now
but I haven't sprouted wings yet,
so hand me another drink.
I don't know where I'll go but I can't stay here tonight.
Cuz I'll start thinking things, things like everything's alright
I could hangout by a fire in the darkest recess of your mind
and I'll be the one you see, everytime you close your eyes
and though it's cold outside there are sparks biting my skin from your touch
Oh warm embrace, light me a funeral pyre.
for the person I once was,
I drowned him in a sea of lights and cameras
but I was alone there, I was alone there
it was all a show.
leaving's hard to do but staying here will slowly kill you
I know from first hand, I've been here my whole life
just hanging out
watching the days pass me by
and now the only one worth the wait
is living a new life
so I have to remember
that there's so much out there to live
and oh, I'm not giving up.
Cuz something's got to give
and life's not over
and when it is
you won't
mind
much
so there's today
and there's your smile
and there's your warm coffee cup.
for the person you are now
I drowned myself in a sea of cheap alcohol
oh but I'm laughing
and I'm smiling now
so I guess it's alright.
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5. |
planes
03:29
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lying beside me
on my bed
hair greasy, sticking to your face
ankle bracelet on pale white skin
like paint on a canvass
slowly come to
I think of us younger and I'm a fool
for you
you step out of a memory
wake with a smile and laugh a bit
cold hands...what time is it?
listening to "tallahassee" by the mountain goats
six pack in the backseat,
all blissed out.
the planes will all take off
on this cold dark winter night
thinking about you (2x)
reach out and touch you
the places will all take off
on this cold dark winter night
thinking about you
reach out and touch you
kissing your forehead
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6. |
down we float
03:06
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we were young men
caught in currents
you were tired of all those homophobes in those big trucks
and I was too
seeing life in people and memories and not material things
the most beautiful friend in the world
thank you
down we float
hey blue hair
found underwater
finding yourself, saving others
I always loved your care for life
told me no more tears you're alright
thank you
down we float
people like you make me glad to be alive
here and now
simple in the concept
infinite in beauty
love is in a mossy rock
black coffee and some beautiful thoughts
thank you so goddamn much
down we float.
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darwin and the finches Portland, Maine
indie punk written and recorded in various bedrooms and kitchens. (for fans of Death Cab for Cutie, American Football, Jawbreaker)
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