1. |
Walking in Fog
03:48
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the art
of how to stop a racing heart
it seems
impossible beyond my dreams
cut short
no explanation, no report
who’s next?
could it be me? it would be for the best
not sane
i’m riding this electric brain
and next
i’m full of bricks and i’m a wreck
not right
i shoot up in dead of night
i’ve been walking in a fog all night
did it take you down without a fight?
is it better if i don’t know?
i’ve been walking in a fog all night
the street was flooded with flashing lights
people started calling your phone
the fact you don’t know that you’re dead
is forever fucking with my head
it feels like you’re not home
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2. |
Haze
03:02
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the light touched the street today
the same way it did that morning
cold, clear, the world at rest
turning, but you’d lost your breath
i stepped outside to take it in
it’s colder now than it was then
there was a haze, it had a softness
that you must have left behind
i know you want to stay with me
your eyes aren’t quite closing
warm color disappears
should have had a few more years
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3. |
Morning Light
02:50
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the words were so unreal
i kept thinking
it has to be a dream
cars surround the house
people coming in and out
in their uniforms
in the middle of the night
i was in the living room
sitting on the coffee table, shaking
they took you away
though you were already gone
we said goodbye to you
or what was left
and i flew home
screaming in my car
can’t remember what i said
they took my heart away that night
i stayed up till the morning light
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4. |
Inebriated
03:15
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thursday, always at the bar we hated
drinking rum and coke, inebriated
spilling dirt, i had to swear i won’t tell
to the grave with you and with me to hell
it’s not real, but true
the sun set on you
you had me going, no way of knowing
which night would be the last
time was slowing, your face was glowing
it all happened so fast
it’s not real, but true
the sun set on you
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5. |
The Cemetery
03:15
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i don’t like the cemetery
one might think that’s odd for me to say
after all, i fancy myself as your biggest fan
that’s the place it culminated
in a glass-walled chapel in the sun
so many people, they couldn’t fit
and i went numb
that’s where the music stopped
and things got brutally honest
as we put you in a hole covered in dirt
it started to get hot
i didn’t want to be there anymore
because you weren’t
i don’t like the cemetery
honestly, it’s hard for me to say
and it feels like wasted breath
when they don’t understand
i would rather go see mary
bleach my hair, go to a shitty bar
bring everyone outside and look up at the stars
that week your heart had stopped
and so i drove in procession
backed by 40 other cars behind the hearse
it started to get hot
i felt it as my heels started to sink into the earth
i didn’t want to be there anymore
it isn’t so peaceful
it isn’t all that restful
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6. |
Empty Room
02:18
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singing in an empty room
listening until your heart stops beating
thought you would be with me too
listening until your heart stops
you were supposed to be here too
you were supposed to make it
you were supposed to be here too
and i don’t know if i’m gonna make it
with a tiny radio
playing tunes, propped up in the window
incomplete, and i don’t know what to do
i’m watching paint dry
you were supposed to be here too
you were supposed to make it
you were supposed to be here too
and i don’t know if i’m gonna make it
and i don’t know if i can take it
and i don’t know if i’m gonna make it
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7. |
On the Inside
01:59
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times keeps on on moving
world keeps on spinning
we keep existing
so you’ll keep living
on the inside
were you dying
you looked so happy
hours ago
this has no ending
this is our life now
some will get through it
although i don’t see how
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8. |
Pleasantries
02:03
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people hear it and they
ask me how i am
if i answer honestly
it won’t match their pleasantries
i could tell them how
the earth fell down on me
and how i still think that
it must be some kind of dream
people visit and they
ask me, how’s your dad?
tend to answer truthfully
describe it heartbreakingly
i could tell them how
it was so shattering
and how i am still convinced
it must be some kind of dream
i had to head home
don’t want to be alone
don’t want to be anywhere
you are absent everywhere
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9. |
Into a Hole
03:05
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i put my heart into a hole
when there were no other options
i held your hand but it was cold
the hours went by
i threw myself
over the metal box
my head was empty
next to the spray on top
a million flowers
became a cloud of dust
can’t even show her
nobody’s waking up
i put my heart into a hole
when there were no other options
i held your hand but it was cold
the hours went by
someone spoke to you
but you couldn’t hear
we drank the whiskey
that had been saved for years
people circled
around you one by one
i was the closest
to you in the sun
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10. |
The Sky at Night
02:29
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twin deer Detroit, Michigan
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