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Anyway
02:57
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Push it right past the limit of common sense
Will it bend or will it break? Please don’t shake if I don’t wake
How long can this last? If you keep it up, you’ll burn out fast
Just like a shooting star, your friends wonder where you are
When you break, you’ll find
After drunken nights and dry spells all collide
Oh, what a way to turn the bright blue skies behind your eyes into gray
Anyway…
Wrong paths to take come from behind and up your spine
Just like a friendly snake on an ancient holiday
Pipe dreams afloat the wicked sea of memory
Breaks into three away from me, another broken-hearted soul
Long since I have met your eye
But where does it say it can’t stay the same?
I guess some things never change anyway
Try to be a better man
Realize it's something that you only planned to do
Embrace your mistakes
Take your place, anyway
Anyway
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Runner
01:55
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We got a runner (ooh)
We got a runner, runner (ooh, ooh)
We got a runner (ooh)
We got a runner, runner (ooh, ooh)
You hear the sound of someone running in corduroys
That characteristic “swish, swish, swish”
It's just me trying to get somewhere quickly
A shooting star that can’t quite grant your wish
Like a monkey’s paw, I might get it done
But not exactly how you want me to
Not with the grace of that sparkling rock in space
Run, Forrest, run
Slow down, it's not a race
We got a runner (ooh)
We got a runner, runner (ooh, ooh)
We got a runner (ooh)
We got a runner, runner (ooh, ooh)
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Missed Approach
04:01
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Staring at the screen flashing black and green
Hides a dog-eared copy of a pilot magazine
Wants more than freedom, needs space not just air
One wing's in the clouds while one's in his chair
Oh why, he once tried to be
He once tried to be a pilot
He once tried to be a pilot
Oh why, was he so color blind
He once tried to be a pilot
He once tried to be a pilot
He once tried to be a pilot
He once tried to be...
Knows every call sign like the back of his hand
Could tell you every interchange from Germany to Japan
But when you're lost and you can't find your way
He's up in the tower and he'll happily trade
See the airbus taxi as they pull away
What hurts the worst he can hear what they say
"One more reminder, this is a non-smoking flight,"
"The captain has turned on the fasten seat belt sign"
Oh why, he once tried to be
He once tried to be a pilot
He once tried to be a pilot
Oh why, was he both near and far-sighted
He once tried to be a pilot
He once tried to be a pilot
He once tried to be
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4. |
Michael
03:41
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Where have I come to?
There’s not a soul that I would like to know
The school day is slow without you there
We went our separate ways
But I didn’t choose this place to learn
The incense burns, and the Father speaks
And I hear my mother say
“This is the path you take.
Focus on how much you’ll make”
A girl my age
She goes to your school and she hands me
A trick of fate, addressed to Ayethaw
How? I’ve been so alone
I wasn’t allowed to
Phone you this whole time
This life is not yet mine
So I rush back home
Just to read your typed out letter
You’re doing well. “Calculus is hell.”
But you’re going to try out for baseball in the spring
You have a crush on Claire, and hope to make it a thing
It made me laugh out loud
Your confidence made me proud
But there’s a bang on my door
Mother takes your typed out letter
“What the hell is this?
I told you to distance yourself away from him.
He’ll probably do you in.
I know for a fact he will stab you in the back.”
Then she tore your letter and I cried
Things have since been better but I lied
When I said there’s nothing I have left to hide
It all comes rushing in
When Michael wrote me back then
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Locked out Forever
03:18
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The world didn’t end
The holy flames never came
The equalizer slipped away
Guess we’ve gotta push this thing to market
While I’m here, I may as well make use of these bulletproof sales techniques
I’m running downhill
It’s too late to stop
Maybe at the end I’ll realize I should have found a gentler slope
Maybe I’ll be thankful for the escape I’ve found in my fast-moving cage
Limitations masquerade as progress
Guess you’ve gotta give to take
Probably I think too much
Take me home
Take me home
Never mind
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Alice
03:27
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Oh Alice, you’re killing me with your lies
(You’re killing me with your lies)
Alice, I told you once, maybe twice
(Told you twice, told maybe three times)
So tell me quickly if things are not going fine
Cuz I still wanna be with you
Oh Alice, is somebody writing your blues?
(Somebody is writing your blues)
Alice, is somebody pointing at you?
(You’re pointing at somebody too)
And seeing double is not good for tonight
Even after everything you put me through
Alice, you’re getting old and you’re trying to be someone you’re not
But you sold your soul to somebody who already lost it all for you
Oh, Alice…
I tried my best to keep us both alive
Even after everything I’ve done for you
Alice, you’re getting old and you’re trying to be someone you’re not
But you sold your soul to somebody who already lost it all for you
Oh, Alice
(You’re killing me with your lies)
Please, Alice
(You’re killing me with your lies)
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7. |
Portraits
04:17
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Walking along the street arts and song fair
Something feels wrong, you don’t belong there
Something feels strange, stand and rearrange them
Don’t you feel lame, lean on an old artist's cane
Portraits of Wilson
You way overpaid for false skies, nature-made
There goes the funeral-cade
Finally the time you can unwind
The thoughts in your mind, the knots that you bind
When someone from below says “You call this a show?”
What do you know? Won’t realize til tomorrow
Portraits of Wilson
You way overpaid for false skies, nature-made
There goes the funeral-cade
Soft songs, willingly plain
A house of cards in the rain
There goes the funeral-cade
What a surprise,
The crowd always dies down long after the wise realize their time's run out
Portraits of Wilson
You way overpaid for false skies, nature-made
There goes the funeral-cade
There goes the funeral-cade
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And when the end comes
You'll be standing there
You give me your hand
And I let go of despair
We're on a beach where
Time does not exist
You show me pictures
of things I might have missed
I'm sent back to the top of the stairs
A memory, of someone who saved me
My mother said
"There's angels in your life"
It's okay to be lonely
That's what he told me
You turn the page
Another happy scene
He's much better at guitar
We thought we'd make it big
But then the picture starts to fade
And I fall into the tar
You say "as you can see
I am not the only one"
You flash your smile
And tell me you're not done
I'm sent back to the sectionals
it's good to be with another minority
My father said
Be proud to be Rakhine
We carried on our backs
What the other kids lacked
You change the scene
Baton passed to a friend
He's much faster than the rest
Seems I've known the best
I forget sometimes I know
You always know how to show
What I have
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9. |
Lament
05:38
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No, the sun won’t shine today
That much is known
The sky’s alive in a different way
The weatherman told me so
The green is gone off the lawn
Won’t be long now before it's too fast
From scene to scene it's a whole new cast
“Lights, camera, action” was way in the past
We thought it’d last
Change the reel, pack and seal it up
There’s been a shift in brevity
Have you felt the change?
Guys are picking wives, houses, cars to drive
When all I’m saying is
“Same shit, different day”
A time to die, time to rest
Things that people love the best
As long as there’s ease and tenderness
I will go quiet
Let the rain wash away
Let the rain wash away
No, the sun won’t shine today
The sky’s alive in a different way
No, the sun won’t shine today
The sky’s alive in a different way
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