1. |
Intro
01:51
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[instrumental]
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2. |
Need To Talk
01:49
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i am not ready
i am not ready
i am not ready
to talk to you, but
you called me up and said we need to talk
it's been ten months but it hasn't been a year yet, can't we at least wait a year
you're looking for punishment and i don't know if i can give that
you tell me i'm the only one who has control of your sins but that's your problem
i am not ready
to see that number on my screen
i am not ready
to talk to you again
i am not ready
to think about you again but
you called me up and said we need to talk
it's been ten months but it hasn't been a year yet, can't we at least wait a year
you're sitting in at home with a bottle of pills ready to use em
i'm the one who can release your sins and, i will do that, for you
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3. |
Memory
02:17
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lately i've been doing bad things to your memory
lately i've been thinking that you were a person
but you're still here to contest my memory
cuz i wrote this a little too early
i wrote this song while you were still alive
i wrote this song a little too early
i wrote this song while you were still alive
i wrote this song a little too early
memory's broken your body's forgotten
i've filled in the space between with lies
i've been here all these months without you
memory's fading out of sight
i wrote this song while you were still alive
i wrote this song a little too early
i wrote this song while you were still alive
i wrote this song a little too early
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4. |
Rain
03:02
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i was down south
building my own
when i found out
of your impending death
i am sorry
we made it out alive
twenty two hours
up I-95
i redyed
my hair back to black
it's what you do
when times get tough
we hadn't been
eating for all these weeks
scrounged up coins
tried to get some sleep
depths of hell
finally get some rest
i am glad
i have made it here
new
house
new body
birthday
passes
and i go home
i brought
along a lot
of things that hurt me
and
i
let them go-o-o
g-o-o-o
g-o-o-o and simmer in me
the
pain's
gotten old but
habits
are
hard to break and
a
hundred
miles to the east
try
to get some re-e-est
r-e-est
r-e-est you foolish child
set still
let to settle
start to move
all over again
in virginia
i first exclaim that
this is what
home feels to me
moving forward
familiar townships
in appalachians
you say we don't deserve this
i can't help
but to agree
we don't
-
further south
further north
i've remembered
what home is
get back
to it and
i cannot rest
-
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5. |
Interlude
04:15
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[instrumental]
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6. |
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last night
i dreamt
i was falling through the clouds
toward thoughts
i knew
i could never avoid
swimming through the air
tumbling over currents
heading headfirst
to the ground
remembering is regretting
helpless under gravity
it's already
been done
smashing into dirt
bones splitting skull cracking
life bleeding out
when can i leave here
gathering up thoughts
picking up pieces
figuring out
i've got to live like this
smashing into dirt
bones splitting cracking
life bleeding out
when can i leave here
crawling on broken limbs
limping unsteadily
finding my footing
to keep it together
[interlude]
last night
i dreamt
i was falling through the clouds
i woke
in a body
remembering how to walk
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7. |
Restless
01:06
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restless
without direction
breathing in the pain of home
-
pathetic
without abstention
marked crosses above your door
-
falling
against your gravity
trying to place against your heart
-
bound
to my memories
learning forever isn't real
-
i don't think it would be easy
but maybe we'll find a place to go
breaking patterns is building foundations
so maybe we'll learn to start
brightness follows through the darkness
i follow through your heart
patience will forever hound me
i won't ever let it start
feeling
like one once more
forever futures visions hold
-
forgotten
at your door
the one way to leave your home
-
weakness
in your head
you will never get to go
forgotten
the words i said
"someday i will make it home"
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8. |
Way Back From Here
02:05
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i know you wont come back from here
oh no
i know there's no way back for me
oh no
the only way forward is the path that's lost
before me
i wish was a little more like hansel
footsteps fade in the snow
ow-ow-o-o
snow -ow -ow -o
we were lost long before we couldn't find
our way forward
we took a break from the route to try to try find
our way home
we toed our repeats for the third time as we cross this
stream again
forging forward from the forest our footsteps
never again
a-ay-a-a
a-ay-a-a
the wood is dark and deep
and i have miles to go
before i sleep
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10. |
Outro
04:35
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[instrumental]
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