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Ordinary Things
03:07
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Well, I start and stumble
And curse the cords jumbled
Vacuum the crumbles
From the seats of the car
And I bark back when
The neighbor's dog offends
I swear I’ll fight that fence
Next time he shits in the yard
Well, I cleared out the shed
And I filled it with feelings
Swept under the bed
As you left me reeling
Ripped apart all emptiness
Can you see right through this nothingness?
Unusable and shredded
I don’t know what happened here
A hurricane of ordinary things
On the porcelain throne
I’m praying to my phone
Delete that draft I wrote
Thinking maybe you might call
I’ve gotta fix this plumbing
I’ve flushed three times running
Thoughts of you re-running
Reckless through my heart
Well, I cleared out the shed
And I filled it with feelings
Swept under the bed
As you left me reeling
Ripped apart all emptiness
Can you see right through this nothingness?
Unusable and shredded
I don’t know what happened here
A hurricane of ordinary things
Well, it takes a lot of do-doing
To escape from these thoughts of you-youing...
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No, I won't pay for love
Ain't this pain enough?
Can you feel me?
And if I'm patient will you see?
So, you want my touch
Ain't this pain enough?
Feeling you against me
I want to be your family
Remember when we talked about plane-eating men
and our feet touched beneath the table?
Or when we went to that liquor store and bought out all the candy for
the dinner with your mother? You’re able
to love me like a razor, your fingers feel like paper
tearing through the heart of me
And I love you like the rain falls on top of our heads
as we walk to the end silently
of the street where you grew up and that tree where you threw up
in high school when we were seventeen
If that's the best you can do
Still I will always love you
I say and I feel it
But the truth of it is
Words are not quite enough
What can I do to crush
These walls between me and you?
Push your fingers through the cracks and take me to
Remember when we talked about plane-eating men
and our feet touched beneath the table?
Or when we went to that liquor store and bought out all the candy for
the dinner with your mother? You’re able
to love me like a razor, your fingers feel like paper
tearing through the heart of me
And I love you like the rain falls on top of our heads
as we walk to the end silently
of the street where you grew up and that tree where you threw up
in high school when we were seventeen
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3. |
Darling
04:43
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When I wake from dreaming, will I find you laying by my side?
I’m calling softly, darling, but I can’t find the words this time
And your face is fading from the light. Will you give me a sign?
Or will you fade, fade away?
Or will you fade, fade away?
By now I thought we’d be waking together and
I can feel this dream slipping between my hands
Oh, you know I can’t keep waiting for this dance
Oh, darling, please will you show me if we have a chance?
Or will you fade, fade away?
Or will you fade, fade away?
Oh darling, please, will you fade away?
Oh darling, please, will you fade away?
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4. |
Interlude
01:51
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5. |
Well, the Star Said
03:54
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Well, the star said, “Fuck it, just get it out.”
And then the frogs said, “You might wanna check this one out.”
And then the washing machine piped up, and it said, [...]
And I couldn’t make heads or tails of it, so I asked you what you thought, and you said,
“Well, these are the ways that the world
It helps us hear what need
Oh yes, the way of the world
It helps us hear what we need”
Well, I’m trying not to say something stupid
And the coyotes are laughing at me
Oh, am I just making all this up?
Or is it you?
Or is this the way of the world
Helping us hear what we need?
Oh yes, the way of the world
It’s helping us hear what we need
Are you the one? No
It couldn’t be, but maybe
Speaking on behalf of a world that doesn’t care
Does it work if you believe?
And sometimes I can’t tell if I’m a fish or a fisherman
This water’s muddy
So, if you catch me please make it swift
And make it sweet, tell me
“It’s just a rock flying in space
Just a noise that a frog makes
Just a choice that Samsung made
Nothing is real"
And a need is just a tendency
And I am meat that moves because it did
And nothing matters
Is this the way of the world
Helping us hear what we need?
Oh, yes the way of the world
It’s helping us hear what we need
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