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Carroll's Garden
03:47
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You don’t read between the lines
We weren’t aware, didn’t see the signs
Until we felt it up and down our spines
It’s a crime that no one’s asking
We parked dark grass and misty air
Too tired to notice, too drunk to care
I doubt that you would think it’s fair
To call me out for laughing
Oh, the feeling’s in our ears
And oh, I’m reeling in this dark apartment
Nothing left in here
In a way it’s like you were never here
The morning sun, the half empty beer
I’m scared of you, but it’s not fear
That’s tied around my ankles
The place the race, half finished now
We both got here, neither one knows how
The party’s over, that’s all they’ll say
Cuz the next words could prove fatal
Oh, the feeling’s in our ears
And oh, I’m reeling in this dark apartment
Nothing left in here
It’s a summer stunner, a lesson learned
Come fall, we’ll stall, the leaves will turn
Our shoulders barely feel the burn
It’s a crime that no one’s asking
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2. |
Eyes On The Prize
03:22
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On the eve of something greater
I will wake up and just wait here
For a lover I seek
I will never reach the city
Cuz my boots are so ill-fitting
So I’ll wait here, yeah I’ll wait here, I’ll wait here for you
Trust that I will fall again
Dust and love, I’m looking out for us, eyes on the prize, eyes on the prize
Said the flood I don’t know if I fit in
There’s a lot of shit I’ve been in
But I’ll wake up, yeah I’ll wake up, I’ll wake up for this
Up on top this broken ladder
Dark and quiet but I am neither
If it was you, if it was you, if it was you I’d fail
Trust that I will fall again
Dust and love, I’m looking out for us, eyes on the prize, eyes on the prize
Fast asleep, and something shatters
All complete, it’s just a phase that’s what they’ll say, oh my dear
You caused my heart a lot of shaking
Now the ground ‘neath us is breaking
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3. |
Hard Beast
04:19
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I wouldn’t be caught dead inside my own head
I’ll twist around my cellophane esophagus instead
The autopilot’s on, when it cries it’s fond
Of twisting it’s own leverage, yes, this I dread
Tell me a story, I’ll tell you a few
The blue and the green mean what they do
To no one but yourself, like a pauper’s wealth
The coins they jingle, and then they fall through
It’s a hard beast
Fighting for the most, yet settling for the least
It’s a hard beast
Nobody’s opening you any door, they just gave you the keys
Brass knuckles burns on our difference, your shame
You think it’s revenge, I think it’s lame
The truth speaks only to those who consider it
Bitterness is only useful when you forget it’s a game
It’s a hard beast
Fighting for the most, yet settling for the least
It’s a hard beast
Nobody’s opening you any door, they just gave you the keys
The water is heavy on the levee that is carefully built on your temples
The clouds all appear as the subway gets near to your home
And did it feel so simple?
Don’t forget hope, soap skids on the wall
It’s such a long rope, it’s such a short fall
And all I can do is give a hand to a friend
The feature film’s starting, give my regards to them all
It’s a hard beast
Fighting for the most, yet settling for the least
It’s a hard beast
Nobody’s opening you any door, they just gave you the keys
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Lovers
04:38
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If I erased the bad memories would you try?
Buy the cheap knock-offs of other people’s lives
Youth opens us, in lieu of violent end
You gotta look up, before it falls apart and starts again
Won’t lose our souls
Break it down before there’s nothing left
This is a song for the fall and we’re all bereft
A song for our friends, maybe lovers in the past
Does it really matter, as long as the feeling lasts?
Won’t lose our souls
You and I stayed all night just to see it end
The mirror traps us all, this winter killed our fall
But we’ll get through it, we’ll get through it my friend
You’re still my friend, there’s nothing else I can say
This is a song for the fall, but I’ll sing it anyway
Try to see that I’m not in my head
And what’s the alternative, just give up instead?
Won’t lose our souls
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Cinderella Song
06:07
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Do all the dishes, wash all the floors
Forget all your wishes, you aren’t going outside anymore
Your sisters won’t save you, unless you save yourself first
Forget what they gave you, you haven’t seen the worst no, no
It’s not midnight, you’re still wearing this gown
It’s not midnight, we could get away from this town
And go and find another way
Go and find another way
It’s humid and dangerous, they’ll come looking soon
You’ve got thirty dollars and a sad, summer tune
You’ll never go back there, at least while you’re still young
You’ll never go back but I hope you know what you’re running from, yeah, yeah
It’s not midnight, you’re still wearing this gown
It’s not midnight, we could get away from this town
And go and find another way
Go and find another way
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Bobsled
03:28
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It’s gonna get better, I sense it coming
Rock out on this bobsled, we’re cool and running
It’s a conspiracy that you didn’t love me
I don’t understand the way that you do this to me
But be absurd, be obtuse, be oppressive, be loose
Just let myself be myself with you again
Where are my friends, where are they when I need them
Just a grin, air so clear, I want to share it again
I smile at all your vague prejudices
I love you when I can, you love me when it’s convenient
But be absurd, be obtuse, be oppressive, be loose
Just let myself be myself with you again
What’s the deal friend, are you lonely
Are you searching in vain for your one and only
It’s a conspiracy, I know it, don’t you know it as well
Shake your hips, fingertips, you know you do them so well
But be absurd, be obtuse, be oppressive, be loose
Just let myself be myself with you again
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7. |
Odysseus
05:43
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The pressure’s great, but I don’t hate the journey
Come darling say good luck to me, I’m in no hurry
I won’t last long atop this gurney
The call of distant lands, before I turn thirty
For years I followed the same time-worn patterns
Blame it on the vice, here comes Saturn
My problem isn’t nice, sorry if I’m scattered
But this is what’s what, when your ego’s in tatters
As summer extends, and old friends make amends
And no one pretends anymore
I am just like Odysseus, traveling from one place to another
Girl let’s play dress up like our fathers and mothers
And talk endlessly of our prideful disdain for the others
Let’s grab a beer and I’m down for hours
But can we stay on topic long enough before the topic sours?
The sirens creep in my bed asleep
And all in all, it’s nothing but locked doors, except for this one
I am just like Odysseus, traveling from one place to another
Oh, will I get home?
Strong words, strong words from such a weak heart
They echo across the months, right back to the start
At altitude, there’s nothing we can do
It’s rough and beautiful belonging to you
I’m leaving at dawn, you won’t stop thinking I’m wrong
But darling, don’t give up on us yet, cuz
I am just like Odysseus, traveling from one place to another
Oh, will I get home?
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Toby Singer and the Storm Brooklyn, New York
genre-bending indie pop sung by a bearded barry white.
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