1. |
How I'm Made
03:41
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Oh I go pitter pat for you
how I hope you love me too
and I'm not fond of facial hair
but baby I can't help but care
I see him and he's so divine
all I want is for him to be mine
to read to me while we're lying in bed
or say something mean to mess with my head
but you could do that too
then there is that other boy
winding me up like a child's toy
oh he makes me feel so pretty
but oh my lord his jokes aren't witty
and they're made in bad taste to boot
but you could crack a joke like that
and maybe I would laugh and laugh
or maybe I would turn my head
and picture her with me in bed
I know I lack for loyalty
but that's just how I'm made
sitting on the couch with you
almost nothing I'd rather do
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2. |
In the Arms of the Sea
04:35
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If I lay my memories like broken stars on a sandy beach
would there be spaces where pretty memories should be
would some be tarnished and scratched
and would others be worn
and would others sparkle like the ocean below the summer sun
what if the waves lapped up the shore and washed them away
bleaching my heart white and making me clean
oh take me, take me, take me away
I don't want this, I don't want this anymore
what if I lay my memories like broken stars on a sandy beach
would there be spaces where pretty memories should be
would some be tarnished and scratched
and would others be worn
and would others sparkle like the ocean below the summer sun
what if the waves lapped up the shore and washed them away
bleaching my heart white and making me clean
oh take me, take me, take me away
I don't want this, I don't want this anymore
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3. |
Green Eyes
03:07
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I'm not a genius but I'm pretty smart
not mother Theresa but I got a good heart
I don't feel like hot shit but I think I'm ok
can't no for sure but that's what all my friends say
I can tie my own laces
I can pick my own fights
I don't mind sleeping alone on those cold winter nights
so tell me why, why do you think that when you're around I just can't help but
make a complete ass of myself
I can't even handle a simple conversation
my heart palpitates and I start to drool a little
and when I IM I type too many exclamations
so I try not to stare much
but eyes will go where they please
I'm independent, not subject to weak knees
so tell me why if I'm so jaded when lights are faded
I just
Make a complete ass of myself
I can't even handle a simple conversation
my heart palpitates and I start to drool a little
oh how did I find myself in such a stupid situation
so I try not to stare much
but eyes will go where they please
I'm independent, not subject to weak knees
so tell me why if I'm so jaded why does this seem so complicated
your eyes are blue, but I have seen bluer
this feeling is nice but I had a love I thought was truer
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4. |
I am an Amplifier
03:07
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5. |
Ellie
02:54
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If there were any star up in the sky
I could look higher than here
If I could only stand on solid ground maybe I'd coax love to stick around
this time of year, there are just clouds and floods I fear
My love is bound to sing her own song
waiting for a sun that I don't see
January's days are slow to wake
no shadows swell or break
the little daylight of our days
and evening wears thin
this time of year, there are just clouds and floods I fear
my love is bound to sing her own song
through the night to a spring that I don't see
(lyrics by Ellie Rogers)
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6. |
Whitewash / Sands
04:47
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Whitewash
Too much beer last night
woke up in a haze of red and grey
toast and water now enough to keep my demons down
I'm waiting for a snow
to whitewash all the houses and hush the earth
so I can go outside and follow tracks of everywhere you go
nothing left to say
we're only silhouettes of wasted dreams
and the snow it melts away and covers everything I ever thought we were
Sands
Everywhere you go is who you are
Everyone you know adds their mark
Everything you do reflects your life
Everything you see commit to mind
Remember, don't ever settle for anything less than you've dreamed of
take all that you've seen and scream your whole life
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every morning you take stock
of the places she is not
not beside you when you wake
or slipping into your old sweater
and isn't this better
and she never really noticed
but you never noticed too
and she's not listening to her music while you smoke her cigarettes
no she never really it
and even though you tell yourself forgive and forget you still smoke her cigarettes
she's not beside you in the morning
not beside you through the day
she's not beside you while your sleeping
making everything ok
and in the night
when all is quiet
you can't deny that
it's not right
/she's not tired of the things you say
/or sick of the way you touch
/or sick of the way you act because you don't want her enough
/she's not forcing herself to smile
/or wishing herself away
/not trying to be happy so you will be ok
and she never really loved you
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8. |
Lullaby for the Lost
02:30
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Where did you mind go?
Did it steal away in your sleep?
Or did you unwind it
trying your best to keep
your memories tied up
and left in a box just down the hall
a time capsule of yourself
someone will carry you home.
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9. |
Cinnamon & Stars
02:24
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10. |
I Can Wait
05:39
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Muster up a motive
go say your goodbyes
find something explosive
in an old friend's eyes
you're going away
you're going to lay down in the backseat sleep in motion
and smiling about the things we say
but I'm not sorry
I'm not sorry
I'm not sorry
no way
they'll say he got off easy because there were no priors
he'll say it's kind of lonely on the other side of bars
I'm not sorry
I'm not sorry
I'm not sorry
I'm just great
It was easier before I went a year without your voice
but there was less of me before
when I had a choice
I'm not sorry
I'm not sorry
I'm not sorry
I can wait
(lyrics by Rachel Ballard)
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11. |
Father's Mug
02:37
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Father's mug has a crack in it
broken just like me
but the place where I am damaged
you can't so easily see
Father's tie has a hole in it
patch it up with thread
but you can't so easily fix the holes you made in my heart with the things you said
I thought this love was true dear
I thought your heart was kind
but now I see so clearly what they mean when they say love is blind
Father's bowl has a chip in it
patch it up with clay
but you forgot to patch my heart before you went away
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12. |
Sing, Sparrow
03:11
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Sing, sing to me
through the wires
through the distance
hear hear me breathe
it's all I am
it's all I can be
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13. |
This is not an End
04:34
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One day I will leave these moments behind
One day I will burn the photographs
One the only burdens I bear will be my own
Will be my own.
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