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Wisdom Teeth
04:07
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What am I doing here?
I thought I left this place for good...
I swallowed all my fears,
But couldn't rid myself of thirst.
Another glass of bitterness may be the cure I seek.
So, excuse me if I stumble from this growing insobriety.
I will try not to mumble through these metaphors and similes,
But I can't promise anything
I had that dream again,
What are you still doing in my head?
I tried to stitch you out,
And lost the needle in the thread.
These open wounds are a recipe for heart disease.
So forgive me if I fumble all my broken ideologies
I will try not to crumble while you're pulling out my wisdom teeth
But I can't promise anything
Take it away from me, I can't be trusted anymore
Somebody take my keys before I stumble out the door
Take it away from me, before I'm face down on the floor
I don't want to feel this way anymore
through the bottom of a glass I'll keep my eyes on the door
Take it away from me, I can't be trusted anymore
Somebody take my keys before I stumble out the door
Take it away from me, before I'm face down on the floor
Somebody take my keys and throw my crutches out the door.
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2. |
Collecting Stones
04:51
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I built these walls out of concrete and steel
to hide all that is real
I've shown my back so many times,
there's nowhere left to turn
but to face what lies inside
and the memories I've burned
it's so cold inside that little hole
the flames that once kept us alive
have reduced to coals
so if you could spare a light or a little fire wood
I would try to reignite those flames the best I could
But you have long since moved on
and I'm still trying to write that song...
Where do we go from here,
well that I do not know
but if we're going to make it up that hill,
well we better drop these stones
ya it would do us all some good
too leave some things behind
so only bring what it is you need
and toss the rest aside
when we finally reach the top
you'll see it all so clear
that every wrong turn that you made
helped to lead you here
and when it's time to go
back to you valley home
maybe then you'll want to settle down
and start collecting stones
But I have long since moved on
and you just want to hear another song...
and despite all of my pride and jealousy
I'll shine all the light that remains inside of me
but you have long since moved on
and I... I'm still trying to write that song.
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3. |
Jack of Hearts
03:15
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For thirty days and five thousand miles
I've been reading between the lines
stuck between where I'm going and where I've been
and I'm losing track of time
Upon my return, I had to make a move
to the other side of the road
there the grass just seemed a better shade of green
maybe there I could learn to let go
Slow down Jack of hearts,
You ain't running out time as quickly as you think.
And if you're trying to find yourself;
Don't gaze too long upon the mirror
or too deep into your drink.
Well I played the fool and went and fell in love
with a girl who had made other plans
I guess it was fate that this game of give and take
would leave me with my head in my hands
Slow down Jack of hearts,
You ain't running out time as quickly as you think.
And if you're trying to find yourself;
Don't gaze too long upon the mirror
or too deep into your drink.
I don't want to think about the lives we could have lead,
what I would have done, and should have said...
and I don't wanna listen to those thoughts inside my head that keep me holding on to what is dead.
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4. |
Come Around
04:16
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I lie awake in my bed running circles in my head
my bones have turned into stone
and my blood is molten lead
my muscles twitch and shake,
I feel like I'm about to break
somewhere I lost my keys
don't know which door I should take
but the answers come in the strangest ways
and I can't always find the right words to say
but you know, I'm going to try
and though it's taken me a while
I know that I'm going to come around, someday
I'll come around someday.
So please beware my friend,
I am my own worst enemy
and every bridge that I cross
seems to burn beneath my feet
don't follow me to close if you want to make it home
I have a tendency to not know where I'm going
but the answers come, in the strangest ways
and I can't always find the right words to say...
But you know I'm going to try
and though it's taken me a while
I know that I'm going to come around, someday.
I'll come around, someday.
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5. |
Catch Up
05:10
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Give me something to hold on to
give me shelter beyond this roof
I could string three words together now
but would it make it true
and if we used words like forever how
would we see them through?
Give me something to look forward too
Tell me something that you know is true
If I yelled out what I'm feeling how would it be misconstrued?
If I could only figure it all out then I'd know what to do.
I could deconstruct myself
until the pieces are small enough for you to chew
but you're a million miles ahead and I'd be lying if I said;
I'll catch up to you.
I've been trying
and so have you
I'd be lying if I said I knew
where any of this shit is going now, I aint got a clue
but I'll pull myself out of this wreckage somehow
before I am consumed
I could deconstruct myself
until the pieces are small enough for you to chew
but you're a million miles ahead and I'd be lying if I said;
I'll catch up to you.
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6. |
Won't Belong
03:41
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You stomped out the fire,
so don't come crying to me when you get cold.
You know, I'm getting tired
of reading your apologies through my phone
you took what you want from me
so pack your things and walk right out the door
keep all your sympathy and little souvenirs, you so adore
cus I won't be a pawn in somebody else game of chess anymore
and I best be moving on, but I gotta get this off my chest
before the feeling is gone.
empty pack of cigarettes lay around like skeletons
and behind the smoke and mirrors I will hide
growing weary of your self projections,
begging for some kinda of mass affection
like every little blue thumbs up is going to save your life
I think we need a remedy for all this apathy,
something's gotta give.
I'm losing grip of all my empathy and honestly,
"this ain't no way to live"
And I won't be a pawn in somebody else game of chess anymore
and I best be moving on, but I gotta get this off my chest
before the feeling is gone.
It won't be long,
and I won't belong.
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7. |
Twenty Hours in Tokyo
05:09
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Twenty hours in tokyo with nothing on his mind
but a bowl of ramen and the girl he left behind.
she was leaving for a nine hour drive in his big blue van named Georgia
but that's a story for another time
Sev was sitting in the passenger seat as they were turning east on the highway, and I was headed west and waved one last goodbye
Gord was singing on he radio, words that we all know about courage
and how it couldn't come at a worse time.
We played a couple games of pool behind the statue of liberty
which never made much sense to me
cus we were in an Irish bar
we ran the table until the locals came in and stole the scene
with their crazy talking nonsense
and giant pupil eyes...
Betsy tried real hard to remember all our names
o' but she was seeing ghosts and tell apple jokes all night
I guess it all just got a little to weird
so we disappeared from the madness, left some coins on the table,
and slipped into the night
We were watching the hockey game on remembrance day in Kelowna
at Prospera Place, three rows from the ice.
They don't play a lot of hockey in Australia,
so when the whistle blew I'd explain the rules,
one play at a time.
The little boy sitting next to you was too afraid to talk to strangers
and all you wanted was to make another friend.
I had promised we would see a fight but we didn't
but that alright because the Rockets won 5-2 in the end.
And oh, we ended up at Sturgeon Hall again, emptying out heads
Until it was time to go,
Sleeping on an L shaped couch again, laying head to head,
the sun was coming up too soon...
The sun was coming up too soon
with nothing on his mind
The sun was coming up too soon
Twenty hours in Tokyo
with nothing on his mind
Twenty hours in tokyo
with nothing on his mind
The sun was coming up too soon
with nothing on my mind...
Twenty Hours in Tokyo
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