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All Hands Lost
02:43
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I was three years old when the new millennium came
We will watch our fathers return eternally
Making peace feels like preparation for a long goodbye
One man plans and finds peace
I have the ocean in me
We tape our innermost feelings coiled inside
(I was three years old when the stranger showed up)
Weak plastic casing screwed on tight
(I’m convinced my shadow could talk to me)
One man plans and finds peace
I have the ocean in me
I was three years old when the new millennium came
We will watch our fathers return
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Hope Loop
04:17
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Folding over time, you are the only one
Folding over time, like I was one of them
I only became myself three years now
Rare knives of light found me throughout
Folding over time, you are the only one
(Debating politics and personal experience)
Folding over time, like I was one of them
(Back of a motorbike leaving campus)
I only became myself three years now
(Pick up the white phone til I answer)
Rare knives of light found me throughout
(They’re dying and I’m not sure who’s going first)
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Stone Cross
03:25
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Roses growing up from the dirt
Raised hand, the father looks at me
Does the sun shine bright forever?
Will you play music for me when I’m gone?
Fleeting, he could be dying
What’s on Apple’s mind today?
Does the sun shine bright forever?
Will I commemorate you with a painted sign?
Oh I want to know, I want to go so high
Every concrete block in my window's eye
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Shenna
03:22
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I can see your soul
In everyone you meet
I still believe in God, Shenna
You treat them with respect
I come here every week
She looks across the bar, Shenna
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5. |
Second Spring
02:10
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I’ll always feel guilty for being the difference between
What was, and what could have been
You could have gone to Oregon
The truth is self evident
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Lead
03:06
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This is the first love song I wrote for you
I don’t like pictures from then
Years soften the edges
Or harden them and line them with lead
Even the sky was crying
Tell myself I’m not who I was when -
Years soften the edges
Or harden them and line them with lead
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“I feel blinded”
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8. |
Third Winter
03:08
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Do what you want to me
Be what you always wanted to be
I will remain in Colorado as your dutiful son
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