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Intro
01:11
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Wishes
02:00
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Been saving up wishes
For years now it seems:
On eyelashes fallen from my brow,
On pennies in fountains and streams,
On clocks that read 11:11,
And wishbones broken apart -
When I'm holding my breath through tunnels,
I'm wishing for your heart.
But I would never tell a soul,
That would keep my wishes from coming true -
Unless a song like this would make a difference,
Then I'm ready to pour my heart out to you.
Been saving up secrets
For years now it seems,
Of silent stolen kisses
And images in dreams,
Intimate conversations
Of loves that've long since passed.
I have no reservations
About saying this feeling will last.
But I would never tell a soul,
You know I bury your secrets deep.
I've got so much love to shelter them,
So if you want me I'm yours to keep.
(Josh)
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3. |
Sublimation
01:57
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Been waking up in this same bed
Since I was a little kid;
My feet stick out but it still holds
The same comforts that it ever did.
Teddy bears defended me
From closet monsters and under the bed,
But getting older I soon found
The real beasts were in my head.
They'd stalk me in my waking
And they'd follow me to school.
I couldn't think for thoughts drowned out
By relentless whispers cruel.
I'd scribble out my suffering
My sanity to keep,
But the only solace I could find
Was shallow dreamless sleep.
Here I found the best defense:
Give meaning to your future tense,
Fight off your morbid shit
By making something out of it.
Sleep kept me safe a little while,
The monsters out of sight -
But hiding under covers
You can never see the light
That's capable of revealing them
For what they really are:
Measly lies that can be killed
By the sound of your guitar!
Here I found the best defense:
Give meaning to your future tense,
Fight off your morbid shit
By making something out of it.
(Beki)
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4. |
Series of Days
02:09
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My hand is cold because you're far away,
And even though I know that you will stay faithful,
I still miss you.
When I laugh I wonder if you would too.
Illuminate my eyes, the sight of you.
I'm glad we met, I'll see you soon.
Now I'm counting the days 'til I see you again,
In the meantime dreaming about when it'll happen.
Sometimes I sleep to pass the time between.
In our shared dreamland with its silver lake
We'll have a picnic until we're awake.
We'll be the only two people in the world.
And in the morning when the sun opens up your eyes,
I'm so lost for words, can't even improvise
So I smile.
And I know we'll be okay
Even when we're away,
'Cause I know and you know
It's just a series of days
'Til I see you again.
(Josh)
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Purgatory
02:43
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Some of us barely made it out alive;
Some of us didn't get it the first time.
Thought at the start that we would've had more
Than a useless sheet of paper on the wall.
My friends go live their lives and now we're scattered.
It kind of feels like it never even mattered.
But I remember how fun they were and one day we'll catch up.
Working at this stupid job does nothing for me
But I need the cash to get to where I wanna be.
Don't feel grown up but technically it's true
And I don't know what the hell I'm supposed to do.
Home with Mom and Dad is alright for now,
But frankly I'm looking to get out.
We three know that I can't stay forever,
And life will be different with these ties severed.
And even if I don't know what I want to be,
I'm finding out who I am and that's enough for me;
At least I know that I don't know.
Everybody seems to have their shit figured out
But I think the truth is no one knows what life's about.
Don't feel grown up but what does that even mean?
I can do whatever I want if I can only dream.
And doing anything is much better than nothing at all.
Won't keep wasting my days just waiting for something to fall
Into my lap, into my life - I just gotta improvise.
Why'd it take so goddamn long for me to realize that
Life's too short to waste my time
In post-grad fucking purgatory.
(Beki / Josh)
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6. |
Why Even Try?
01:15
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When two awkward people meet
We end up staring at our feet
Just searching for the words to say
But it never works out anyway,
So why even try?
We'll end up saying goodbye.
I'm sorry that I missed my chance,
Too nervous to make an advance.
I guess I'm just unlucky with love,
I keep striking out again and again.
So why even try?
We'll end up saying goodbye.
Just wanna die -
We'll end up saying goodbye.
I think you're cool and you think I'm nice
But I don't know how to break the ice
That holds our frozen tongues and feet:
When two awkward people meet.
(Aaron / Beki)
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7. |
Dual Citizenship
03:23
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The wind dances through our hair
From open windows as we cruise
All along the Delaware
Looking for a free bridge to use.
'Cause you know it doesn't cost a thing
To cross to New Jersey for a fling,
But you'll have to pay if you wanna leave -
More like the Twilight Zone than you'd believe.
Sure PA folks can pump their own gas
But they should stay in the right lane when I wanna pass.
Jersey jughandles confuse me so:
Why can't I make a left turn, I wanna know?!
The Keystone State, they have their issues too.
Always a slow driver in front of you.
It's hard to find things to do after dark,
So to an all-night diner we embark.
On these back roads between towns and cities,
Paved and smooth or rough and gritty.
On these back roads I could be anywhere
On either side of the Delaware.
Day or night, lit by stars or streetlights,
On these back roads I could be anywhere.
(Josh)
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