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Tease
03:37
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Stop, reverse a second.
A day, a week, a month.
To see it through, to see you.
Empty the room I stand in.
A space you’re not aloud to charge.
Let me out, let me out,
To one where we can meet,
Without teasing us with underage.
Tie you down, I’d pull the stitches.
I don’t know, you want to go?
I always miss it.
I don’t know, you want to go?
I always miss it. (Tie me down)
Too far, too far I need you.
Too far, you’re too far.
Too far I need you.
Too far, you’re too far.
Too far I need you.
As I watched the walls crumble down,
the credits played.
A choice was made.
Can we get out and leave this place?
I need some space.
Can we get out and leave this place?
Without disgrace.
And be displaced.
Tie you down, I’d pull the stitches.
I don’t know, you want to go?
I always miss it.
I don’t know, you want to go?
I always miss it. (Tie me down)
Too far, too far I need you.
Too far, you’re too far.
Too far I need you.
Too far, you’re too far.
Too far I need you.
Calm down.
That’s the way I know,
I don’t leave anything at home.
Hold back, that’s she always said.
I’ll be pushing at the…
Hold back, that’s what I always do.
I’ll be there, leave it all with you.
I don’t know where we are now.
But I’ll hold it for the moment.
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2. |
Weights
03:33
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I take your hand, I follow you.
Deep inside sky is clear blue.
All or nothing forever.
Pushing, pulling at the tide.
Obsessive lies in compulsion.
All I give/want devotion.
Heavy weights give twisted fates.
Heavy weights give twisted…
She knows,
I play Orpheus with trains,
I wonder what difference would it make?
Her point of view, it clears the room.
I’m the one that’s stopping.
I play Orpheus with trains,
When I wonder what difference would it make?
My point of view, it clears the room.
You’re the one that’s stopping.
Nights get longer, I swear.
I still wonder, what you’d wear.
I miss you in my bed when I’m all alone.
I miss you in my bed as I clutch my phone.
I don’t see the silver lining,
When we get stuck and hung up on timing.
Heavy weights give twisted fates.
Heavy weights give twisted…
She knows,
I play Orpheus with trains,
I wonder what difference would it make?
Her point of view, it clears the room.
I’m the one that’s stopping.
I play Orpheus with trains,
When I wonder what difference would it make?
My point of view, it clears the room.
You’re the one that’s stopping.
You’re the one that’s stopping.
You’re the one that’s stopping.
You’re the one that’s stopping.
You’re the one that’s stopping.
She knows,
I play Orpheus with trains,
I wonder what difference would it make?
Her point of view, it clears the room.
I’m the one that’s stopping.
I play Orpheus with trains,
When I wonder what difference would it make?
My point of view, it clears the room.
You’re the one that’s stopping.
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3. |
Vessel
03:03
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Hold the vessel, drink it all up now.
Feel it go, and take it all away.
The waves don’t crash here,
In the blur, blur, blur, blur. Stay.
On high, but down low in past.
I hope that this one will last.
No, so hold tight, hold tight.
I try but let’s just go tonight.
He goes too slow.
Puts his fun in a cup.
He goes too slow.
He won’t wake up.
He holds his high,
to see above the lie.
Why don’t you try?
They said, he won’t go.
I try, but I won’t go.
He goes too slow.
Puts his fun in a cup.
He goes too slow.
He won’t wake up.
He goes too slow.
Puts his fun in a cup.
He won’t wake up.
He goes too slow.
Puts his fun in a cup.
He goes too slow.
He won’t wake up.
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4. |
Indian Summer
03:58
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Staying up to find out what is wrong and what is right about us.
Looks like we’re all going free fall.
This is the distance, can fit this, inside your head?
We can’t be clutching onto mist.
When you text to say you’re fine,
I’ll hold it all in line.
Just don’t go.
The indian summer where we lose our heads,
It keeps us holding on.
What we had is too far behind.
We don’t move that far forward.
Can we lose?
Can we lose?
Can we lose the heat?
Can we lose?
Can we lose?
Can we lose the heat?
Pushed and pulled by a tangle of time.
Minutes, they seem longer when I know not mine.
I’ll hang in, I’ll keep it up.
I’ll hold on, I’ll keep it up.
I’ll hang in, I’ll keep it up.
The indian summer where we lose our heads,
It keeps us holding on.
What we had is too far behind.
We don’t move that far forward.
Can we lose?
Can we lose?
Can we lose the heat?
Can we lose?
Can we lose?
Can we lose the heat?
The indian summer where we lose our heads,
It keeps us holding on.
What we had is too far behind.
We don’t move that far forward.
Can we lose?
Can we lose?
Can we lose the heat?
Can we lose?
Can we lose?
Can we lose the heat?
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5. |
Clarity
04:05
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All the while between the trees,
They stick together, they cannot see.
They rest together, like the sunken seas.
From here on in they’re not alone,
When she’s away he isn’t home.
Now they stand hand in hand,
To face the unknown.
Distance pleads the hope of longing.
She said she’d wait for more.
The sun and moon will always be.
I’ll worry. No need, what for?
The sea so big she’d sunken in.
He’d hold her close, remember swim.
Lost at sea she found him.
We’ll find your clarity.
Distance pleads the hope of longing.
She said she’d wait for more.
The sun and moon will always be.
I’ll worry. No need, what for?
Distance pleads the hope of longing.
She said she’d wait for more.
The sun and moon will always be.
I worry, I worry. What for?
What for?
What for?
What for?
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