1. |
Endless Isles
02:58
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I'm sure there's no brighter sight
Than a glimpse of your eyes in the full moon's light
In forgotten fields
With no monoliths of steel to extort our ideals
I wanna drive right down the coast
Escape the city and the bitter cold
I wanna lose track of the miles
And fantasize about the endless isles
Oh I'd love to see an accent of green around you
Around you
Yah it'd be alright to have more than satellites to wish on
To wish on
'Cause honestly I just don't care about where we end up
Just as long as there's some sun swept air it'd
Be more than enough
I wanna drive right down the coast
Escape the city and the bitter cold
I wanna lose track of the miles
And fantasize about the endless isles
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2. |
Be Okay
04:10
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Is it all a fantasy?
Have I led her down a road I can't see?
Is there enough water in between
To stop the ships they sent for me?
Sipping coffee on my back porch most every day
Just waiting for the clouds to fade away
She turns to me as if to say it all will be okay
But my words never seem to take that shape
It will all be okay
It will all be okay
Getting so much harder to get right back up again
Under the overwhelming weight of everything
But maybe by this summer I will finally get to wonder
Why I thought the rain would never end
It will all be okay
It will all be okay
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3. |
Cicadas
04:33
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If we stare hard enough
I'm sure that we could shut off
The street lights like I did when I was
Five and days were flying by
Now I'm with you and I still share the same view
'Cause the night
Never quite
Lived up to the days I knew
Where has it gone?
The cicada's song
Oh it's all that I want
To hear it in the dawn
Right down, just beyond the cedar trees
There's a spot you've gotta see
It had a lock that rusted off and nobody ever knew except for us
From up here you can see the city clear as the traffic carries on
Meant everything back in 2017 to know that twilight always comes
Where has it gone?
The cicada's song
Oh it's all that I want
To hear it in the dawn
Dirty feet and ginkgo trees
Days spent in the yard
Never really seemed complete
Without the sound I'm looking for
Am I too old to hear it now?
Must I try to find another song?
(Where has it gone the cicada's song)
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4. |
Banks
03:45
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From the banks of the Grand I've waited
For warmth to come again
And cease this senseless dance whose rhythm I can
Never understand
To drift away under sun speckled rain
This would be the place to float back home again
A gentle breeze pushes past leaves with hints of
Earth and banged up knees
Of days spent with no intent of returning
To sleep back in our beds
If there were a way to get back to those days
This would be the place to float back home again
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5. |
Louie
03:04
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Louie I really need you to come through for me
If it's not too early
To sit down with some grounds and remind ourselves it's
Just this town
And I hate what it's done to your friends and where you're from
Oh I hope you know that when there's snow you're the
Only one I'm counting on
Oh Louie
Oh Louie
Louie I really need you to see right through me
It'd be a relief to
Finally understand just what's been going
On inside my head
Just don't tell your mom 'cause she can't know something's wrong
Oh I'd hate to be the cause of worry and it feels like I've been for far too long
Oh Louie
Oh Louie
Oh Louie
Oh Louie
Oh Louie
Oh Louie
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6. |
Zack's House
02:40
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Let me go home
There's no way that open flame is even close to being safe
Why
Did I let myself hide behind the hash of Ethan's pipe?
And leave the light of god to go and stumble through the night
Am I alright?
My feet are playing chess with themselves
On the checkered floor of your kitchen
And as I stop to look around I notice someone here is missing
Lost outside
We'll I'm sure I counted five as we were headed up the drive
Your dad sells something I can't pronounce
Am I too down?
Usually I'm not that scared there's something different about this air
Oh
Usually I just don't mind the thought of wasting all my time
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7. |
Slow Down
01:17
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Why can't
Time just slow down?
And meet me
On equal ground
We'd lie back
And drink in the sun
Oh why can't
I feel like I'm young
I just need some relief
A decent good night's sleep
The world is spinning too fast for me to comprehend
And I just could use a friend
Yeah I just could use a friend
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8. |
Blindside
02:56
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ou breathe through your nose as we decompose
Under a tree
What if we went away?
Your 'woo' it echoes across the meadow's
Sunsetting plea to sleep quietly
Go away
You watch through your eyes as life passes you by
Younger than spry
What if my pride went away?
You pause as you try to help one with their lie
But you're done letting fly
Your blindside is gone
In a cave
At the bottom of the ocean
Where it's hoping that you are okay
'Cause it wants to remind you
Keep your head up boy or
You'll get punched in the mouth
In the mouth
In the mouth
In the mouth
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9. |
Joey's Song
01:24
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10. |
Around The Bend
03:16
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Lying back in the grass
Watching clouds as they roll on past
I'll wait here for you
To lie down with me just like we used to
On summer afternoons (I don't)
We'd find any excuse to not go home (Want to go back home)
I'd chase you through the fields (If you're)
Past chain link fence we peel as our door (Not waiting at my door)
But you're not there anymore
Noone waiting out on my porch
What else would I come home for?
I'm sure I'll see you again
Somewhere around the bend
It's been too long for our song to end
And I can still hear it around the bend
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11. |
Snack Bar
03:57
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If you're heading out then I think I'll follow suit
'Cause there's nobody here that can fill my time like you
You offer me some of the mickey you've stashed in your coat
But I'm already stumbling on words that got caught in my throat
I'm sure you've forgotten but we've been here before
Making up names for the stations all along Bloor
We hide under lights of convenience store signs
If you want to smoke then I'm sure I can spot you a five
I could show you
All of the songs that sound like you do
And you'd fall for me
Just because the buds we share sound so sweet
But you don't care
for my kind of song
No
You don't care
for my kind of song
No
You don't care
for my kind of song
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