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Old Friend at the Store
04:39
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When I was young my thoughts came straight from my head
Now I'm still young just that much closer to death
I keep it cooler now, I'm slightly matured
It's hard to talk about without getting bored
I don't look back in regret
Man, I was getting my feet wet
I work to better my brain
Sometimes it pulls you into something that reminds you like
Seeing your old friend at the store
Acting just like you never met before
Seeing someone you used to know
When you were in school you used to hang out
But you never talk now
When I was young I used to shoot from the hip
Now I'm still young, I've just been giving less lip
Try to be kind and do my share of the work
When I'm online I keep from being a jerk
And I've been speaking my truth
And I've been doing what I want to do
It's all a part of the game
Sometimes you're playing and you're suddenly reminded like
Seeing your old friend at the store
Acting just like you never met before
Seeing someone you used to know
When you were in school you used to hang out
But you never talk now
I see my old friend at the store
He says what's up
I don't know what I should say
I'm like —
“Hey, hi, how are you,
How've you been,
How's your mom, and dad,
And everybody else you know?”
When I was young my thoughts came straight from my head
Now I'm still young just that much closer to death
I keep it cooler now, I'm slightly matured
It's hard to talk about without getting bored
And now I'm back in my town
It looks so different this time around
So many memories left
Sometimes it pulls you into something that reminds you like
Seeing your old friend at the store
Acting just like you never met before
Seeing someone you used to know
When you were in school you used to hang out
But you never talk
Seeing your old friend at the store
Acting just like you never met before
Seeing someone you used to know
When you were in school you used to hang out
But you never talk now
/You never talk/
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I am sitting in the park
watching the dogs roll around
I am wishing you were here
so we could roll around and
You are leaving all your lightning
where you are, somewhere else
I am sitting in the park
watching the dogs roll around and
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3. |
New England Tune
05:04
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You've got a Massachusetts body
You've got Rhode Island on your brain
You tell me to keep my mind wide open
Never stop those options flowing
Because you really never know when
We might decide to move to Maine
But I've got Connecticut in my blood
I'm overlooked and underused
And I appreciate your patience with my
Overstated obfuscation,
Talk about my relocation,
And my obstructive point of view
I'm in love with New England
Like I'm in love with you
I'll make good on all the things
I said that I would do
Whatever you want
New Hampshire or Vermont
I'll give it to you,
Working in Massachusetts when I do
You're like a slowly waning season
The way the leaves fall to the ground
And we cuss out all our neighbors
So disgusted as we bag them
And the folks who live in Florida
Well, they all come from miles around
You've got an understated haircut
Your home state really digs your style
And you like the silence of the suburbs
And the quiet in the nighttime
And you're trying to decide
If any city could be worth your while
I'm in love with New England
Like I'm in love with you
I'll make good on all the things
I said that I would do
Whatever you want
New Hampshire or Vermont
I'll give it to you
Working in Massachusetts when I do
No it doesn't have to look like this
In the upper six
Everybody wants to move away
From the cold and gray
Let ‘em go, we'll stay
Whatever you want
Whatever you want
Whatever you want
New Hampshire or Vermont
I'll give it to you
I’ll give it to you
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4. |
Alter Ego
04:22
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I made my alter ego cry last night
When I told him that he looks just like some other guy
He's got me thinking and I don't feel right
And he's messing with my mind
I made my alter ego cry last night
When I told him he reminds me of a friend of mine
I can't pretend he doesn't make me cry
And he's not messing with my mind
What's the deal
with the way he makes me feel?
I'm talking all about him,
but he's not even real
I guess it's time
for me to face the facts
Then my alter ego surfaces
and then I go and turn my back
My alter ego’s always crushing and
My alter ego’s always blushing and
My alter ego’s always hushing me
My alter ego's oh so hasty
If I did something wrong, my ego made me
My alter ego drives me crazy
My alter ego is a tricky guy
He will vanish when I need him for an alibi
My alter ego always makes me cry
‘Cause he makes his faults all mine
My alter ego always laughs at me
When he screws up and makes me take the responsibility
My alter ego and I don't agree
‘Cause he puts the blame on me
I try to see
The world as it should be
Then my alter ego intervenes
And screws it up for me
It's such a shame
The way he plays the game
He hides away
And tells me I'm the one to blame
My alter ego’s always swelling and
My alter ego’s always telling and
My alter ego’s always yelling at me
My alter ego's oh so hasty
If I did something wrong, me ego made me
My alter ego drives me crazy
My alter ego, whoa
/You only care about my alter ego
Those words don’t mean what you think they mean
You only care about my alter ego
But that’s not me/
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5. |
Forget the Fence
03:21
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I have felt this place in my dreams
Followed by the white SUVs
Picket them, forget the fence
Worry me? It all depends
/Let it go/
/I don’t know/
When I die, please don't freak out
Empty out my bank account
Let it pay and let it ride
Do what you need to survive
/Let it go/
/I don’t know/
I have felt this place in my dreams
Followed by the white SUVS
Picket them, forget the fence
Worry me? It all depends
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6. |
Interval
03:36
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You're feeling something -- tell me why,
Maybe we'll figure it out
I try to find it but it hides
It's hiding right in your mouth
No, you'll never get it out of me
No, now you see the other side of me
/You can tell yourself just what you like/
Hit me with the interval
Focus all your energy
Yeah, like a tonsillectomy
Out from in between your teeth
You're feeling something -- let me pry,
But you've got nothing to say
I try to find it but it hides,
It's like you want it that way
No, you'll never get it out of me
No, now you see the other side of me
/You can tell yourself what makes it true/
Hit me with the interval
Focus all your energy
Yeah, like a tonsillectomy
Out from in between your teeth
Hit me with the interval
Focus all your energy (As you take it all away from me)
Hit me with the interval
Focus on the time of day (As you watch it all slip away)
/Hit me with the interval/
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7. |
Subaru Field Trip
03:53
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Barreling down the stairs
He is barely self-aware
As his feet are trampling all in his path
Opening doors as he
Turns and walks out onto the street
With his shirt tucked in and horn-rimmed specs on
Well I don't know what I am looking at anymore
We'll find out when he comes toward
In the Honda Civic of death
Burning down the avenue
Will make you weak in the knees
When you get the scenic view
Clicking his heels in time
He is walking the yellow line
As his feet are tripping over themselves
Music inside his head
Where the usual things are said
As his brain's full of testosterone love
Well I don't know what I am looking at anymore
We'll find out when he comes toward
When your partner parks in your yard
And you don't know what to do
Will make you weak in the knees
When you see the Subaru
He'll always know the way to your house
When it's dark outside
He'll always know the way to you
All the bugs are singing,
Birds are chirping all the time
And there’s nothing else to do
Barreling down the stairs
He is barely self-aware
As his feet are trampling all in his path
Opening doors as he
Turns and falls out into the street
With his shirt untucked and horn-rimmed specs smudged
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8. |
Learn to Sew
04:53
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When I left I was wrinkled
Folded over on myself
Like the sleeves on your shirt today
Cropped and cut in such a way
Sometimes it makes you feel different
And you know it won't be long
Like a t-shirt you never wear
Just dying to be put on
/Your stitches are all showing now/
You show your cards, you play your hand
And I'm not sure where I should stand
You're tearing up and I don't know
I guess I better learn to sew
I guess I better learn to sew
I guess I better learn
Sometimes it makes you feel anxious
And you’ve no control at all
Like a streetlight that won't turn on
No matter who you call
When I left I was empty
Thoughts evacuate my brain
Like the morning when no one’s there
And you're driving to work in the rain
/Your stitches are all showing now/
You show your cards, you play your hand
And I'm not sure where I should stand
You're tearing up and I don't know
I guess I better learn to sew
I guess I better learn to sew
I guess I better learn
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9. |
Everybody Knows
04:12
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Beholden to your phone
and holding out for someone that you know
You thought that you should go
but it’s not as nice as you had hoped
You post up reading commentary
You’re shut in like it’s January
You’ve got something to do
You stand by like a total loser
Got glazed eyes, like you see the future
You’re just takin’ the view
And every time you cry
Everybody knows
What kind of cry you’re making, I
Wonder if it goes
Much further than a second time,
You’re feeling like crying
Feeling like crying
Feeling like crying
Remember all your jokes
and try them out politely on the host
You might as well propose
to have a night that’s nice and filled with folks
You’ve got things in your jacket pocket
Your phone rings, like you never lock it
You’re with friends in your view
Once they’re gone, isn’t it a killer
You curl up like a caterpillar
You’ve got nothing to do
And every time you try
Everybody knows
Exactly what you’re doing, I
Wonder if it goes
Much longer than a moment, time
For feeling like trying
Feeling like trying
And every time we die
Everybody knows
What kind of death we’re dealing, I
Wonder if it goes
Beyond an afterlife, It’s time
For feeling like dying
Feeling like dying
Beholden to your phone
and holding out for someone that you know
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10. |
Just Exactly
04:28
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You said I don’t fear Death,
I’m not even sure who he is
But I’m pretty sure I met him once
and he was kind of a dick
And he made me miserable
for a year or two
But I know that it’s not the last thing
he’s gonna do
And I hate to say I'm sorry
And I hate to say you're right
But we're gonna make it through
To another night
We’re gonna make it through
To another night
You said I know about Pain,
but me and him we’re not even friends
I looked him in the face one time
and it was pretty intense
And he’s gonna make me hurt
for a long, long time
But I’m gonna figure out
what to do with my life
And I hate to say I'm sorry
And I hate when things get bad
But we're gonna do the things
That we never have
We’re gonna do the things
That we never have
“Life is pain,”
That’s what they say
Well I guess I understand
But I can’t stand
All this talk about God’s plan
They also say
“Shit happens, man”
They also say
That shit sometimes happens
You said I know about Suffering,
no one can get him to stop
He's pretty good at what he does
he’s got a couple of jobs
And he’s making all his rounds
and he stopped on me
But I know it’s not the last place
he’s gonna be
And I hate to say I'm sorry
And I hate to say it's true
But I know it’s just exactly
What we're gonna do
I know it’s just exactly
What we’re gonna do
I know it’s just exactly
What we’re gonna do
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Folky indie-rock with a prog twist.
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