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Month of Sundays
05:11
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We met in a verbal wasteland
Now we're trying to wash ourselves clean
Of the harebrained provincial mindset
Of the close-knit community schemes
And we might fall out with each other
When we feel all out of the drive
That it takes to finish all the outcomes
That could grade the rest of our lives
What would I not do in a month of Sundays?
I wouldn't stop you in a month of Sundays
Now do you see me in this month of Sundays?
You wouldn't be me in a month of Sundays
The hours expand into fortnights
In front of these LEDs
I love to prolong what I don't know
No reaching for what I can see
And I know your dealing in your own way
And it seems sensible to be
To prepare for the alienation
By reading the terms to agree
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2. |
Tripping
04:00
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You cannot find me inside the head of anyone in the world
You will not find me inside your bed cause I'm not that kinda girl
Things are gonna keep me underground when I really wanna stand tall
You wanna try your future self inside a fucking court of law
You cannot find
You cannot try
It's a really fun time and a really old line when we're watching giants fall
We'll be here in time
With a rum pum pum on my hollow skull
And a space to occupy
We'll be doing fine
With some direct sun over anyone who can teach me to survive
You are not blind I know you've seen what the world can offer you
And to me it makes sense if it doesn't line up with your point of view
Things would keep me underground when there were stories to be told
But you can no longer find me held by forces of control
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3. |
Turn Off The Glow
03:38
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You want the sound
Yeah we always overestimate results
Hanging round
When the feedback is important you can drown
Come down to the only place you know won't let you down
You're deceiving all the background reading
You're believing facts from everyone around you
You're retrieving what you think you're needing
Turn off the glow anyway
That thirst, it's worse
Than the thumbs you use to bruise
It's overdue
Be true
Freely
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4. |
Weather Worn
04:38
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I might be the one that's all weather worn
Coming back down to get out of the storm
But it doesn't compare to the joy and the fire
Light it on up and let it get higher
Even for a day that's meant to be lonesome
Facing this exile feels kinda wholesome
But I don't want anything to go on forever
We can swap out what's worn from the weather
And I know what I want to see when I take a look inside
They keep trying to break us down
I'm not a part of the raincoats now
Watching, waiting for a sign
Before the level starts to rise
I have doubts about the meaning of life
But I know yours are rife
You wanna show a smile and let the people in
But nothing seems to happen when you do it again
It's nice to know the boundaries of interaction
It's nice to know where you stand!
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Look for Me
04:00
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Look for me in the sunset
With the window open wide
You can do anything you try
You are more than qualified
Everything flies at random
You can see it in the night
It's the scene of the crime
All the time in the world to clarify
Just take what you want and bring it home
I know
Just help yourself to monochrome
Let go
Look for me in the sunset
When your will is running dry
I can pull all the levers you need
To make it through your life
And it's gonna be at random
That's the only thing for sure
Let me know when you go, what to throw
And what you're ready to endure
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