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Would That We Were
03:20
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I think I'm ready to begin to admit maybe I was wrong
As though we'd even really tried
What is it that you had in mind?
Would that you were given more time
I think it's time to turn around
I think it's time I saw the light
I think there isn't one more thing we could have tried
Would that we were given more time
So spare yourself the details
I will do my best to fill you in
Or at the very least I'll try
What is it that you had in mind?
Would that we were given more time
You are a sun, you are a star
Inscrutable as you often are
Don't you know that kinda thing can only go so far?
Would that you weren't the way you are
I think it's time to turn around
I think it's time I got it right
I think there isn't one more thing we could've tried
Would that we were given more time
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Roost
03:01
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Welcome home— although I suspect that years ago you'd flown yourself away. I'm grateful there are so few things we didn't say. If you should roost, then with my dim signal I will try to boost to the stars above. Watch them shiver like my fingers in your gloves— I just miss you is all— and in retrospect there's things I could've said after all. Like "thank you" my friend. I am grateful for, but I do regret your end. But I'm out of my depth in the same way that I often was before you left. It's all happening at once in the same way that it often does, and the days have turned to months, in the same way that the months have turned on me. I wish you could see— we're exactly where we oughta be, and it's thanks to you, and welcome home.
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Bonded Pair
03:23
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I am on my way up to your land
I am crushing my fingers in my second hand
I've got something to say to you
I don't know when or why
Let it ride, let it ride, let it ride
I am peerin on in to this life of ours
How easy it is to just pass the hours with you
You've got something to say to me
I hope you'll take your time
Let it ride, let it ride, let it ride
What a bonded pair we are
Time alone can't tear apart
There's something howling in our hearts
I dare not look upon it
I am praying to something over red wax
My dreaming of you in its final act
I've got something to answer for
I'd say that sounds about right
Let it ride, let it ride, let it ride
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Spadefuls
04:03
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Tell me what's the meaning of you're only trying to see the worst in things— Don't you get the feeling you're only trying to feel the earth between your toes. I'm standing in the cold, I'm holding you, and I can feel you breathing— it reminds me of the way the wind is when the season's leaving. I could marry you, my heart could hardly bear to be so faithful. You could bury me in soil I have carried by the spadeful. I'm standing in the cold I'm holding you, but I know what you're thinking. It reminds me of the water looking up when the ship is sinking.
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Visage
02:35
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What is a vision but a moment to yourself that you don't have to share with anyone else, even if you want to. In the morning I knock back a jar of this place, to slow my dreams and fill the space. This is a clearing that only exists when you're not looking for it, so thank you for not asking me about it. There's someone in my blood— and it would seem they've seen enough— cause they are calling all my bluffs.
What is a vision but a moment to yourself that you don't have to share with anyone else, even if you want to. There is nothing that I would rather do than wander off with you, and tear myself cleanly in two. And when you are taking me by the wrist, I straighten and I shift, and thank you for not asking me about it. There's someone in my blood— and it would seem they've seen enough— cause they are calling all my bluffs.
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From the way that I talk about everything
You would think everything's only ever happening to me
I'm no stranger to wasting my time, or a word, or a line
But I'm not gonna waste your love anymore
Shadow of you looming large on the wall
Just when I think I've seen it all
We're all so tired of working on ourselves
I miss you in the way that spreads
But I'm wasting my breath
Cause I'm not gonna waste your love anymore
Just try to keep me away
I'm deep in the weeds
You better believe it
There are just so many ways
That you have conceived
Of making me weak
And you don't need to hear it from me
Tell me darlin who is it you feel that you need?
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