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Real To Reel
02:12
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The loose ends and disarray
Relay both fear and regret
You ask if you can stay
We both know the answer you’ll get
I would never change
How you make me feel
Looping round and round
This video reel
Your calm is hard to catch
That smile is hard to define
My mind is filling in the gaps
Of these motions repeated thousand times
Do you miss me
More than your bed?
We’re up at 3am to call
You fell asleep again
When you’re here
It always seems clear
I said that when you’re here
It always seems clear
That this time was well spent
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My door stays shut
But I can't keep all the noise in
You can hear everything that I think
Even though I locked you out of the place we live in
They say actions make stronger statements than compliments, apologies
or all those good intentions you claim
My door stays shut
I said I just need to sleep in
instead I'm sharpening my tools and barely hiding all the sounds
of excavation
Keep pace
Count the days that we've waited for efforts of our labor to yield happiness and confirmation
All out of luck
Definitely out of patience
You will say we can change, leave things vague, wonder why we bother making expectations
We're insane
Never said I'm right
and I'm not sure what more to say here
I'm not sure where to be, what to say, how to play this to
avoid giving life to the futures I fear
We stay
Only brick walls and beams, hard wood floors, these old keys and the dream of insulation remaining
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3. |
Paint Me Red
03:20
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A starry sparkle is in your dress
And a countdown in the lights
There is excitement to the quiet tonight
Light enough to bother,
But soft enough to like,
Your expression sets the mood just right
You say that spontaneity, it ain’t your thing
You say
So look me in the eyes
As you pull closer to my side
Open up your lips
Tell me i’m everything that you wished
How you never wanted more
Everyone else is such a bore
Cheesy lines are paper thin
But I’ll let you get away with it
You’re whispering cliches
Like a hallmark movie knight
And we finished our first bottles of wine
Who wants to be real
When atmosphere is light
We can keep all of the shadows out of sight
You say that spontaneity, it ain’t your thing
You say
You know all the things that I never said
You paint me red
So look me in the eyes
As you pull closer to my side
Open up your lips
Tell me i’m everything that you wished
How you never wanted more
Everyone else is such a bore
Cheesy lines are paper thin
But I’ll let you get away with it
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36 hours away from employment day
Your eyes were swimming and mostly blank
Like sentences through two fifths of Tanqueray
You were stumbling into the driveway
No big deal, Time is just something we steal
From tomorrow to experience today
I just wish that I could take you with me
I can't stop you from getting in your car
Or convince you that I can see through the scars
I couldn't stop the habit when parted
I couldn't blame you for numbing once injuries started
No big deal, Time is just something we steal
From tomorrow to experience today
I just wish that I could take you with me
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310AM Ypsilanti, Michigan
"Midwest indie" - a pale 20-something that never leaves the house.
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