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The dots upon the ceiling make a map of all the things you've never done
She texted you with the fewest words
And what once was two is now only one
I used to be the same
Got tired of playing my own game
You keep getting burned because you never learned
About the reins, and how to let them go
Your legacy's already spent, the space between your ears is all you can afford
He walked out without saying a word
And left you all alone to fall upon your sword
Seems you still don't understand
All the things you can't command
You never learned
About the reins, and how to let them go
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Welcome To The Poorhouse
03:34
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One more hour 'til I get on with the things that I should do
One more day until change and clarity come into view
One more month and then walk away from things I should eschew
All the suffering
Welcome to the poorhouse
Alas and alack, everything you borrow you give back
Never will desire give you slack
Welcome to the poorhouse
No more terrified feelings of the world you used to know
No more petrified attitudes that turned you to stone
You won't have to hide fears that always chilled you to the bone
No more suffering
Welcome to the poorhouse
Alas and alack, everything you borrow you give back
Never will desire give you slack
Welcome to the poorhouse
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Run You Down
02:58
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I've been staring at the ceiling
Still somehow can't shake this feeling
A shoe that I don't own is gonna drop
I've been searching for some remedies
Even getting on my knees
Anything to make these fears stop
If you're feeling satisfied, you'd better turn around
Don't you feel something rumbling underground?
When you state your claim, that's when they run you down
You never said you were unique
Still you turn the other cheek
Knowing that you always have that right
When you're awake, you're still amazed
Obsidian's the present hue of nightmares bleeding into days
If you're feeling satisfied, you'd better turn around
Don't you feel something rumbling underground?
When you state your claim, that's when they run you down
You're not sure when you gave up
But now you hold a paper cup
Hoping for some providence to fall
There's no reward for sitting still
You're just another space to fill
Until you clear the fog and see it all
If you're feeling satisfied, you'd better turn around
Don't you feel something rumbling underground?
When you state your claim, that's when they run you down
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Ghost Town
03:50
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Every place that we know is dark here
Save the stores and pharmacies
We're all so connected now, we're not sure what we believe
Some of us have homes and families
Still more have even less
We rosin up our bows and play our songs under duress
Looking for someone to hold us now
But there's no one left in this ghost town
Every window reflects the emptiness
Every silent street resounds
Every store shelf shows the fate of what's been lost, but once was found
I remember when you said to me things would never be the same
And now here we are all hunkered down by the pilot light's flame
Looking for someone to hold me now
But there's no one left in this ghost town
Take a minute and settle yourself down
It's just another day in this ghost town
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I Keep Forgetting
04:36
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I stare at the screen, it's hypnotic glow
My fingers swipe and swirl
The colors, the images, hold me entranced
Electrons flutter and whirl
I stop in the silence, I know I'm alone, and wonder just where you went
Then I recall you're in the next room
My mind's not one hundred percent
And I keep forgetting you're not here
The world is an oyster, a complex marvel
We are the dreamers that dream
It's hard to imagine that we'll have a future staring at each of our screens
And I keep forgetting you're not here
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They called off the world today, and told us everything would be fine
We walked away saying nothing, but we all knew that they were lying
Suddenly a shift, no going back again
Let us all walk into the valley
Sadly, not hand in hand
They called off the world today, and told everyone to go home
We worked along in stony silence as we packed up all that we owned
Suddenly a shift, no going back again
Let us all walk into the valley
Sadly, not hand in hand
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The Carpetbaggers
03:32
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There's always been a way that we do things around here
Never a reason to change - change is what we've been taught to fear
So now we're supposed to be open minded
Embrace the now with outstretched arms
My early warning's flashing on standby
Waiting for the coming storm
Everybody, here comes the carpetbaggers
They're gonna steal us, steal us blind
Take everything that we hold sacred
And hope that we don't pay no mind
I'd like to find Mr. Toffler, give him a shock of his own
Chaos is never the answer - the past is where we belong
Everybody, here comes the carpetbaggers
They're gonna steal us, steal us blind
Take everything that we hold sacred
And hope that we don't pay no mind
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Sunset On Fleek
04:04
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Long day's toil grinds you down
Heart's reserves cannot be found
Neither mind nor matter factors in
Pays no mind to lose or win
Sometimes, when prospects are bleak
You'll find a sunset on fleek
Feel those rays permeating your soul and melting the sadness away
Crimson daylight wins again
Try as you might, you still cry
When bad tidings stop on by
Let the night do what it intends
There'll be daylight left to mend
Sometimes, when prospects are bleak
You'll find a sunset on fleek
Feel those rays permeating your soul and melting the sadness away
Crimson daylight wins again
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This Is How It Ends
03:26
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Once, it was bitterly cold
Now, we sleep with the windows wide open
Though the facts speak a truth
There are those who say nothing's the matter
This is how it ends
Once, upon the briefest of times
We opened ourselves to the other
Now, under Damocles' sword
We run from the real to take cover
This is how it ends
Now, as the still waters rise
We are nervous and mad as a hatter
Though we're feeling the truth
We smile and say nothing's the matter
This is how it ends
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Watching My Head
04:19
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We're not gonna talk when we get to the car
Nothing to say, nothing to dread
I already know that you're gonna walk
So I'm just left chasing a thread
Down the rabbit hole, to the end of the string
No way I'm gonna do that
I drank from your well, it was bitter and warm
It reminded me of spaces I'd tread
A common refrain might rise from my lips
Don't want to be stuck watching my head
Your best intervention is the wringing of hands
In tough times like these, got no time for that
In these times of tribulation, it's so hard to make sense
It's like the whole world lives on the other side of the fence
If it's too hard to listen, then it's too hard to know
I find that silence is the hardest way to grow
Watching my head
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The Birthday People St. Louis, Missouri
A studio duo born out of like musical minds writing songs about the human condition with a wry smile and all frilly with musical accompaniment.
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