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THEPAST
00:28
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2. |
no more tears to cry
03:55
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I took a look in the mirror
Couldn’t be clearer
This old disguise
I gotta throw off this chain mail
Take out these rusty nails
That keep me tied, they keep me tied
Up in moods
That bring me down
Or ancient ghouls
Still hanging around
I’m stepping off the ride
I’m throwing out my highway shoes
Ain’t got no time for baby blues
Can’t sit around and wait to die
Cause I got no more tears to cry
I quit my tossing and turning
Now every morning
I wake up blind
I moved back into my heart
My head went dark
The wave of me became the sea
As I take
The backward step
I see things that haven’t happened yet
I’m stepping off the ride
I’m happily but without the ever after
Got peace like a river that’s flooding through the rafters
And oh, somehow I still know how to swim
I don’t know who taught me how
And I wish they’d take a bow
Still don’t know what I am
Not quite a miracle
More like a muddy
Fleshy
Hairy
Alien
Can I see from this new view
Can I sleep without a roof
Can I still enjoy the ride
I’m throwing out my highway shoes
Ain’t got no time for baby blues
Can’t sit around and wait to die
Cause I got no more tears to cry
I’m by myself but not alone
No longer waiting by the phone
Don’t need no friends I just get high
Cause I got no more tears to cry
And without them who am I?
Cause I got no more tears to cry
And without them who am I?
And without them who am I?
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3. |
heart that never aches
02:59
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Useless when you try to smile just to hide your crying
Pointless to avoid your living just to slow your dying
Can’t let em see
Those parts of me that broke in two
Evaporate
Meditate
Till I get a new heart that never aches
Hiding up inside the lily-white clouds of my daydreams
Running from the storm until it just catches up to me
Under the gun
I can’t outrun my suffering
Evaporate
Meditate
Till I get a new heart that never aches
Can we know love without the pain?
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4. |
it happens all the time
03:39
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I wish I had answers for you
An account of the truth
A frozen bag of peas to heal
This black and blue
But I got nothing of the sort
Leaving was my last resort
I only did what I knew how to do
When our ship was sinking
I thought we’d make it out alive
I thought we might be different
But our leaves still died in the fall
And after all
It happens all the time
Now I’m three thousand miles
From the scene of the crime
But don’t mistake my moving for moving on
I’m still running in my dreams
No one’s buying my old schemes
Please protect yourself from me
I’m still learning lessons
The basics of being kind
But I can no longer
Hold myself on trial
My heart is good
I fucked up bad
Anyone could
But this pain is not completely yours
I may have done the most damage
But it’s still teamwork
It hurts having a broken heart
But it hurts breaking them too
It happens all the time
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5. |
THEPRESENT
00:31
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6. |
only passing through
03:19
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We play hide and seek with eternity
We learn how to die before we learn to speak
We recite our lines
We mock the divine
But take off the mask and they call it a crime
You, you’re looking everywhere for clues
But who is looking?
You and me
We’re only passing through
So drink in the sky like it’s the last time
It’ll keep you quenched till reincarnation
Get your earthly thrills
Push a boulder up the hill
As long as you laugh when it comes rolling back again
The only way out is through
The only way out is through
Nature’s not a vending machine
To manifest your every need
I met god
She says hello
She loves you more than you can know
You, you’re looking everywhere for clues
But who, who is looking?
You and me
We’re only passing through
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7. |
heaven must be free
03:29
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I wanna how to pray
And say the words I can’t say out loud
I wanna feel them resonate
I’ll sing songs to a deity too
Maybe I’ll even start dressing like it too
If it’ll bring me close to you
I feel the walls of my cocoon
They’re gentle breaking
I feel my spirit in bloom
And I think heaven must be
think heaven must be free
If there’s a place for a wretch like
Place for a wretch like me
I think heaven must be free
I'm just god in drag
Pulling doves out my reusable tote bag
I’m even happy when I’m sad
I crashed the last supper too
I’m getting weird looks from John, Paul, and Matthew
Don’t think I have the right tattoos
The whole world’s in a grain of a send
From where I’m looking
The clocks are melting in my hand
And I think heaven must be
think heaven must be free
If there’s a place for a wretch like
Place for a wretch like me
I think heaven must be free
I think heaven must be free
I think heaven must be free
I think heaven must be free
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8. |
THEFUTURE
00:25
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9. |
talking to yourself
03:09
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The earth is melting like the wicked witch
The west is burning up
The east is drowning quick
But we’re way too bogged down in petty wars
Trying to settle scores
With bumper stick gore
Talking to yourself gets easier to do
When you only talk to people that think and look like you
Our neighbors turning into enemies
Signs on our lawn become
Our new religious creed
Is peace and love only reserved for
The righteous few that nod
And know the sacred words? (oh yeah)
The war is over but we won’t leave the barracks
We can’t let go
Invisible enemies still haunt us
We’re swinging our swords against the wind
Talking to yourself gets easier to do
When you only talk to people that think and look like you
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10. |
THEOPPOSITESHORE
00:32
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Alex Kahn Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
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