1. |
Following (Daydream)
04:38
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The more I close my eyes
The hazier my vision becomes
The more I think about it
The less that I wanted to run
It's a coping feeling; takes a coping thought
It's the price of something I never bought
Talk to me baby, catch up your good nights
You on the bed springs, me in the porch lights
The strings we pulled lately, the collar seems too tight
Show me my Daydream's half of the real thing
I sometimes hear you talk to me in my sleep
I look for your face in places
You used to Follow Me
The more I think about it
The less that I wanted to know
The less I wanted to believe
The more that it wanted to show
It's just a ring; it hangs like a chain, a string
It's a promise I wasn't sure we'd Keep
People sometimes hear me talk to you in my sleep
I look for your hands in places
You used to Follow Me
Remember me baby
You on the Porch Swing
Hand on your back
Your breath in my ear would ring
You said that you left
It's just not that easy
You found some place
and It can't stop Smiling
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2. |
Lux
04:53
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I don't care when it happened
Moments we trap each others eyes
That you'd notice me falling
For you more and more every time
It's when you lay next to me
The way your hair runs through my hand
First you smile, 'til I lean
To catch your lips every chance I can
And you see right through me
'Cause every second's like a dream
The late nights leave me drowsy
Still, I close my eyes, but I can't sleep
I'm hoping 'til it kills me
To Catch every thought you think
I see her: St. Cecilia
She shows you the songs I can sing
'Cause she sees right through you
Tones past the superficial noise
My every thought; still you knew
You heard the songs in every voice
Movements turn arousing
When every second's like a dream
The late nights leave me drowsy
Still, I close my eyes 'cause I can't Sleep
I can't Sleep
To us it's pretty obvious
Still it's harder to concede
If we're being honest
It's only half of what it seems
Now every heart's a widow
when it's woken from its dreams
I look out my Window
For some sign of you, 'cause I can't sleep
I can't Sleep
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3. |
Shallows/As Fireflies
07:16
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Years pass by and still Tomorrow
Always seems, to be where we cast our eyes
Summers you'd dance and I would follow
Your every movement through the Night
Sometimes when, I close my eyes
I see you in Scatters of Light
What you said, did you find?
"I will Call"
We breath in to say hello
And breath out to say goodbye
As a boy I'd run, along the Shallows
But soon, I'll be the sand washed by the Tide
When we go out Tonight
and they burn in Scatters of Light
I will Know, I will Find;
I'll become as Fireflies
When you burned in my hands
and you turned, whispered and said
"When we break, when we die,
are we all as Fireflies?"
And maybe when we have passed on by
something in us is left behind?
You never know just what you'll find
when you stare the truth in the eyes
And maybe it burns like the suns of the sky?
Between the abyss, the dark of the night?
And those we leave, we still might guide,
when it burns as Fireflies.
These Seconds I have are ours to borrow
'Til each of us are Intertwined
I will Dance, I will Follow,
Your every Movement through the Night
Someday when I close my eyes,
I'll see you scatters of light
And I will know, I will Find;
I'll become as Fireflies.
And I will burn in your hands
When you look into my eyes and say
"When you break, when you die,
I will call you Fireflies."
Summers you'd dance and I would follow
Your every movement through the Night
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4. |
Exodus
06:40
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The Bell cries like a Dove along the Shore
and the Mammon Kids fill the halls down through the doors
The Bus ride home is a joke on Her mind
When the friends you trust are the first to stab her from behind
A broken prayer and 24 grams of bayer
Some will hate her, and motivate her
But I stand by and Watch
I will stare, but I will not touch
A hula hoop hangs from the tree in the yard
and the Rings around her eyes tell of the hard nights
She stood on her bed, with this thought in her head
and a Ceiling fan she calls Her Friend
It's one last shower before the world feels her touch on their hands
But I stand by and Watch
I will stare, but I will not touch
I think of her memory every spring and every Fall
I feared her composure and gentle touch every block she walked
She invited us all to her party, but no one showed up at her door
So Grace left us behind, 'cause we refused to listen anymore
So she decides, to Stand by and Watch
She will Stare, but She will not Touch
I hung Her up in a Cage, showed Her off for the World to See
So Grace left us behind when we refuse to believe
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5. |
Low
03:48
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The City lights up like my Eyes
She says I should stay
and I may
But no I don't
No I won't
No I said
Nodding my Head
But I say
Pull me out into the Half-Light
I touch your face
and I say
But no I don't
No I won't
No I said
Nodding my Head
But I said
I, I feel,
I feel Low
For years I waited for the right signs
Nothing's changed
No, I'm sure never is the right time
The thought's a waste,
So
But no I don't
No I won't
No I said
Nodding my Head
But I say
I, I feel,
I feel Low
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6. |
Rain
04:27
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Lost,
Well I'm drawn out to the Shore just like a Ghost
My head was in those Lights we Watched over the Coast
You,
Your Heart was in my Lap, too High-strung to hold
Said we wouldn't, but I left you there Alone
Left you there Alone
In my own way, I was a Runner;
Had trouble sticking to one lane
It was a way to get back Summer;
Was a way to get out of the Rain
I wish that I'd been a Stunner
with the wrist to grab it by the waist
It was a way to get back Summer;
Was a way to get out of the Rain
You,
Walk into the room, I spot you from the Door
Desperate I grab your hands, lead you to the Floor
I,
Well given the chance, I'd walk you to your Door
You want a "goodnight", well, guess I wanted more
I guess I wanted more
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Knowne Ghost Charlotte, North Carolina
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