1. |
Center of My Eye
03:20
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“Center of My Eye”
Well, go on if you think it’s alright
Well, go on if you think it’s alright
I’ve been thinking, thinking much too long
I’ve been thinking, thinking much too long
Well, come on if you won’t let go tonight
Well, come on if you won’t let go tonight
I’ve been drinking, drinking all these songs
I’ve been drinking, drinking all these songs
And the center of my eye
Holds the circles of your eyes
Well, go on if you think it’s alright
Well, go on if you think it’s alright
I’ve been thinking, thinking much too long
I’ve been thinking, thinking much too long
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2. |
For Gretchen
04:46
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“For Gretchen”
On to something new, you hoped you’d go
You hoped
When my sisters both breath down your throat
You know
You’d go
A memory that can’t help but shine like gold
Like old
And a man could never take his place
But you
Have found
A face
Ma, I know how hard it seems
Ma, I know how hard you dream
Ma, I know
Ma, I know
The sense that you haven’t earned the right to smile
For a while
Take up the cross you bear that you have toiled
For miles
It’s time to throw all wood, that’s just wood
To the pile
To the fire
To the fire
Ma, you know how hard it seems
Ma, you know how hard I dream
Ma, you know
Ma, you know
Ma, I know how hard it seems
Ma, I know how hard you dream
Ma, you know how hard it seems
Ma, you know how hard I dream
Ma, you know
Ma, you know
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“Lake Erie (Whispering)”
When I was three years old I got
Lost on the beach
Of Lake Erie with my parents
Out of reach
It was the first time I truly
Felt alone
My mother swore she heard the
Holy Ghost
Whispering
Sending an angel after me
Whispering
Oh
Through my tears I came across
Some kind man
Who led me back into my
Mother’s hands
And there are times when I think it was
Just some dream
Or that I’m still wandering out there
On the beach
Whispering
Waiting on an angel sent for me
Whispering
Oh
So am I still searching for a
Way back home
And is the fear of death just the
Fear of being alone
Or is it really the fear of
Being forgotten?
Drawing songs, riding monsters
Far too often
Or does it all amount to some kind of
Pointless pile
Of words, music, and images
Stretched for miles
But if it’s futile escape, I still
Wanna get caught
Cause if it’s all just fate then
Why the fuck not?
I’m whispering
Sending an angel back to me
Whispering
Oh
Oh
Oh
Today’s gonna be the day, they’re gonna throw it back to you.
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4. |
Dew
01:32
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5. |
Caroline M.
03:04
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“Caroline M.”
So you’re on another thought
Now I know where you go
When I’m not quite myself
There’s a place I can go
Caroline, you were the sweetest of friends
Caroline, I never thought it would end
This way
That you
Wouldn’t stay
I stay in listening
To those friends Tom and J.
You go on, out on tour
Hearts will melt, swing and sway
Caroline, I never thought it would end
Caroline, you were the sweetest of friends
Caroline, I never thought it would end
This way
That you
Would stay
Away
Caroline, you were the sweetest of friends
Caroline, I never thought it would end
Caroline, you were the sweetest of friends
Caroline, I never thought it would end
This way
That you
Would stay
Away
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“Wes Borland”
When you were young
In Mansfield
Hiding in your room
Covered in magazines
Of Nu-Metal icons
Like Wes Borland
You shut out the light
And Sharpied your nails
We were worried about you
And your soul to save
Man, what a stupid thing to do
I’ll regret it to my grave
You seemed like you’d found
Something more true
Than what I thought I had
Or still do
But thank you
Thank you
For teaching me
Heavy metal guitar
Heavy metal guitar
When we met last year
You had changed your tune
You said, “Our fathers were right...
Jesus is the truth”
There’s nothing that I could say
In between your bong hits
I tried real hard to explain
But you were full of The Spirit
But thank you
Thank you
For teaching me
Heavy metal guitar
Heavy metal guitar
Thank you
Thank you
For teaching me
Heavy metal guitar
Heavy metal guitar
That’s why
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7. |
It Was Light
01:32
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8. |
Clayface
04:13
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“Clayface”
On your own you find yourself
And once more you find it helps
To lose your place to find it again
Save some face, hide behind your friends
Lost of the heat
Feeling completely frozen
Heart in your hands
The sleeping sands you’ve chosen
You’re not the only one
Text your brother cause he’s got the beat
Call your mother cause her voice is sweet
You know no lover can fill the space
Of your father who can’t speak from the grave
Lost of it’s shape
Can’t form the clay that’s broken
Try to accept the lack of regret you’ve chosen
You’re not the only one
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9. |
TWJR
03:42
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“TWJR”
I can’t go back to the place we began
I know we haven’t stayed the closest friends
And it hurts me to know the things we’ve done
Placing armor on our hearts, battles won
It’s been so long since I’ve seen your face
Thinking about the time your mom made “Pamcakes”
And I said they tasted like burnt glue
Battles won, battles lost to you
And if we could fight one more
I am falling on my sword
And if we could fight one more
I am falling on my sword
Seeing you in Brooklyn was fun for a spell
I can’t help but think of how you must have felt
It may look as though I figured it out
Battles won, battles lost in doubt
And if we could fight one more
I am falling on my sword
And if we could fight one more
I am falling on my sword
And if we could fight one more
I am falling on my sword
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10. |
West Oakland
01:29
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11. |
19th St. Best
04:27
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“19th St. Best”
Back at 19, Market and free
I was just a stupid child
Down on my knees
They had their guns, I had the sun
But it was still 1 AM
Chris Alarie
When they ran off, collect my cards
In a pile on the street
You fled the cold
Stumbled upstairs, no one to care
I was sure, behind the tears
But Anna and Aaron Gold
Edge of my bed, hands on my head
Gave a report to police men
Would I press charges, no?
Called me at 3, MOMA was free
Shutting down indefinitely
Paintings and color tones
Beginning to end, you were my friends
Who got me through all the shit
But I could never rest
Until I would know, someone to hold
That would make me less a child
This is 19th St. best
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Perhapsy Oakland, California
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Perhapsy is the
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