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Two Pianos
05:40
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Look at my life, it moves slowly
Look at my life, it trots on and on
The world has plans for me, I promise dear
Look at my life as it falls apart
This path that we're on now leads to a certain doom
Unless we steer off course and realize it's about us two
Us two.
Oh, us two.
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2. |
She Says
06:38
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She says I'm dead
But alive is what she meant
Her thoughts, her speech
Are running circles 'round my head
She says
Heartbeat waning
Pulse without a sound
Steady fading
Lasts breaths keep airing out
Airing out
Why would you say, why would you say
I've done better anyway
I'd like to think I've done better anyway
And while the words don't hurt
The sounds keep on spreading thin
Steady echoes reaching near and far
She kept alive what did me in
She did
Chorus
I can't figure this one out.
I can't figure this one out... Oh, I
This out
Can't figure this one out
(Now I'm dead, I'm dead)
(She's running circles 'round my head)
She said
Chorus
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3. |
What Do I Miss
04:08
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What do I miss when I see you?
What do I miss when I see you?
What do I miss?
What do I miss?
What do I... miss?
The road is not paved
Clear direction
Less traveled
What makes a man
Break him down to the/his core
Love, it strangles me, it makes me high, it makes me cry, I want to die
It makes me fret, it makes me need, it builds me up, it makes me strive
To be the answer to your prayers
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4. |
From The Sea
06:11
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The sun is out and you just stare
At that tree, there's nothing there
That compares, to a fresh breathe of air
Say your piece, and I'll say mine
Except mine will, be worth a dime
I'll sign my name, where's yours?
To find a way
To seize the spirit (of the heyday)
To find a way
To change our ways
I watch us all, 'come all the same
Though I know we're, not all the same
Where's the beauty in individuality?
Chorus
I spent all night thinking "what can be?"
Not from the top, let's build from the sea
'Cause who I'm not is the man I want to be
Let's start with me
Chorus
Listen up, all my friends
See the world through my eyes
It all starts inside
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5. |
Last Confession
05:50
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Mornin' father, I come here weaponless
Thankful you're not merciless
I'm trying to repress the stress of my success
Mornin' father, it's been one week since my last confession
Hear me father, I'm here to refresh
Thankful your grace is limitless
I'm trying here to shed the depth of what's yet been said
Hear me father, it's been one week since my last confession
I renew myself within these walls
You're silent even when a demon calls
Listen father, I live a life of sin
Thankful you can bring me discipline
To re-imagine wringing his neck is my heroin
Forgive me father, I need a clean slate
Thankful for so many churches to alternate
I satiate, then obituate, then three hail marys to alleviate
Forgive me father, it's been one week since my last confession
Forgive me father, 'til next week with my next confession
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