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1. |
dream for cheap
03:02
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Everything I own
On my living room floor
Though I guess it's not my living room anymore
I can't find my pants
Don't yet have a front door
I guess that sort of thing's what your twenties are for
And dreaming's been keeping me up at night
Since all my time to speculate is gone
The market's kinda crazy
And I'm thinking of moving on
But if you see a dream for cheap, just let me know
Inbox almost full
Though what of, I can't say
The sorting has to come some other day
There's movies from the 80s in the background on replay
Though I tell myself I'm packing
I am wasting days away
And dreaming's been keeping me up at night
Since all my time to speculate is gone
The market's kinda crazy
And I'm thinking of moving on
But if you see a dream for cheap, just let me know
And dreaming's been keeping me up at night
Since all my time to speculate is gone
The market's kinda crazy
And I'm thinking of moving on
But if you see a dream for cheap, just let me know
If you see a dream for cheap, just let me know
If you see a dream for cheap, just let me know
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2. |
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I was over the moon to be out
It was the only thing I could talk about
But looking around now, I'm not sure I'm content
Wasn't clear on what this type of living meant
Cause everything keeps changing
Everything keeps changing
Everything keeps changing
Around me
Everything keeps changing
Everything keeps changing
Everything keeps changing
Around me
Now I'm moving away to move on
Can't think about it too much before I'm gone
Cause if I do, then I know I'll stay right here
Watching years of my life slowly disappear
While everything keeps changing
Everything keeps changing
Everything keeps changing
Around me
Everything keeps changing
Everything keeps changing
Everything keeps changing
Around me
Mm-hmm
Ahaa
Now I'm wondering what's it gonna take
For me to be okay with this arrangement
This estrangement
While everything keeps changing
Everything keeps changing
Everything keeps changing
Around me
Everything keeps changing
Everything keeps changing
Everything keeps changing
Around me
Everything keeps changing
Everything keeps changing
Everything keeps changing
Around me
Everything keeps changing
Everything keeps changing
Everything keeps changing
Around me
Everything keeps changing
Everything keeps changing
Everything keeps changing
Around me
Everything keeps changing
Everything keeps changing
Everything keeps changing
Around me
Everything keeps changing
Everything keeps changing
Everything keeps changing
Around me
Everything keeps changing
Everything keeps changing
Everything keeps changing
Around me
Everything keeps changing
Everything keeps changing
Everything keeps changing
Around me
Everything keeps changing
Everything keeps changing
Everything keeps changing
Around me
Everything keeps changing
Everything keeps changing
Everything keeps changing
Everything keeps changing
Everything keeps changing
Everything keeps changing
Changing
Changing
Changing
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3. |
dusk of april
01:38
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Keys hang up beside the door
10:24
Is it cold today
Crack the window to be sure
Dusk of April, dawn of May
I'll be driving out of town
Map and frown
The old-fashioned way
Doors all locked and windows down
Dusk of April, dawn of May
Left behind, you're alright
I'll let my hair turn grey
In my mind, you're a kite
And there's no time for play
Dusk of April, dawn of May
Let the footprints hang around
Til they've found that I've gone away
Left my memories on the ground
Dusk of April, dawn of May
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4. |
how are you really
02:13
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How are you really
You said you're well, but I don't believe you
You've got that look in your eyes
Are you quite happy
You said you're okay, but I don't believe you
Not with that look in your eyes
And don't you want joy
Don't you want sun
Don't you want peace when the day is done
So how are you really
How are you really
What were you thinking
Pushing it down like clothes in a suitcase
And is it such a surprise
And don't you want joy
Don't you want sun
Don't you want peace when the day is done
So how are you really
How are you really
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5. |
where are we
03:57
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I became good friends with my brother last summer
And I know that's not how it's supposed to go
You're supposed to be close for most of the time
But he was sort of quiet with a diet of Steely Dan
He was a Donald Fagan fan
And cinnamon toast was his cereal paradigm
And now he's off to college
With an upright standing guard
And I'll be moving out past our backyard
And now I'm fending for myself in flimsy poetry
Youth is ending, future's pending, where are we
Ooh
Well, Jaco on the radio just doesn't hit the same, you know
It's business more than art
But boiled down to a science
I studied and I moneyed and I buddied and I honeyed
I took it all apart
Dissected my defiance
And now my card won't be replaced until I'm 25
A piece of plastic proves that I'm alive
And now I'm fending for myself in flimsy poetry
Youth is ending, future's pending, where are we
Mmm mm
La da da da da da da da da da da da da
Da da da da da
Took 22 odd years or so to work out who to be
But Alex, Nick, and Jonathan were doing the same thing right in front of me
So give me some old banter I can swallow
And a movie I can follow and a fight over a chair
And a subwoofer that's dying
And we'll forget the present incessant not very pleasant looming future that's right there
You'll forgive us all for trying
Cause now there's no one who can tell me what my options are
The way they've always done so well so far
And now I'm fending for myself in flimsy poetry
Youth is ending, future's pending, where are we
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6. |
outlets (interlude)
01:08
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One of my favorite things to do is finding the prices of the clothes I got at thrift stores
Or outlets or sales
And then when someone asks, hey Lizzy, where'd you get that coat
I can tell them it used to be $275, but I got it for $35
cause I'm sneaky
I know that corporations take advantage of the customer
By hiking prices up to mark them down
And that is why I favor the thrift store or the outlets when I hit the town
So if we ever meet in the street, please ask about my fit
So I can tell you where it's from and what I spent on it
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7. |
moving song
03:45
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Moving out the morning after tomorrow
And my belly won't stay still
Can't stay on my feet more than a minute
I get dizzy once I'm in it
I'm afraid I always will
Maybe it's the pancakes that my brother made
If it is, I'll never say
Maybe the caffeine is why I'm heaving
Or the idea that I'm leaving
Anyway, I won't be packing anymore til it goes away
Not sure what to fit inside one suitcase
When I've picked up such a heavy load
And what's more
I'd hoped to go a month ago in the first place
Now my heels are bleeding from digging into the floor
Moved about a month ago tomorrow
And I rarely feel a chill
Heat is all controlled by my apartment
I don't know quite where the start went
I keep the AC on still
Neighbors say the world out there is interesting
And I'm sure that they would know
Heard it's still quite warm though it's November
Warmest fall we can remember
Wonder why the radiator's running even so
Don't know how this all fit inside one suitcase
When I've picked up such a heavy load
And what's more
I'd hoped to go two months ago in the first place
Now my heel's still bleeding from digging into the floor
From digging into the floor
Mmmm
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8. |
grieving a fantasy
03:27
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Been looking forward to this moment all my life
Wrote it down in journals, let it yearn
Old secrets burning by my candlelight
Every Thursday night
When it hits just right
And I'll be honest, I confess, I let it breed
Longing is expanding, future's landing
And I'm handing it to make-believe
Where the musings weave
Will I ever leave
Give me time
I'm grieving a fantasy
Wasn't meant to be
Wasn't meant for me
All those hours spent anticipating joy
Were where the magic happens
Dripping sap and sticky branches map a sorry void
And I'm unemployed
And I'm paranoid
And now I wonder, am I doing it all wrong
It wasn't meant to feel like this
The hope I miss in exodus, it's gone and done
It had just begun
Now I frown for fun
Give me time
I'm grieving a fantasy
Wasn't meant to be
Wasn't meant for me
Give me time
I'm grieving a fantasy
Wasn't meant to be
Wasn't meant for me
Been looking forward to this moment all my life
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9. |
objects in the mirror
03:37
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Sitting here and groaning, I don't want to pay the fee
I'll take a melatonin just to get away from me
I introduce myself as a girl in seventh grade
And then that girl's betrayed
I knew it once, I know it still
I didn't get her then, and I never will
That girl's a slacker who too often goes unscripted
I tried to hack her, but her hardware is encrypted
She's never quite what I'd have wanted her to be
Can I say that to me?
I knew it once, I know it still
I don't get her yet, and I never will
I just can't figure her out
I just can't figure her out
I just can't figure her out
Mmm
Well, I'm not Socrates, I don't pretend to be
I don't know chakra, shock or karma, syncope
I see my reflection from the outside looking in
And I think, mannequin
I knew it once, I know it still
I don't get her yet, and I never will
I just can't figure her out
I just can't figure her out
I just can't figure her out
Mmm
Objects in the mirror may be closer than they appear or nearer
Objects in the mirror may be closer than they appear or nearer
Objects in the mirror may be closer than they appear or nearer
Objects in the mirror may be closer than they appear or nearer
I just can't figure her out
I just can't figure her out
I just can't figure her out
Mmm
Knew it once
Know it still
Didn't get it then
And I never will
I just can't figure her out
I just can't figure her out
I just can't figure her out
I just can't figure her out
Figure out
Figure out
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10. |
actress
03:29
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She wanted to be an actress, nothing more
She'd put on mommy's shoes
And pretend audition for somebody's show
Somebody's part, somebody's role, somewhere to go
She wanted to be an actress on the stage
She'd beg her dad for lessons
And when dad said, it's your age, she'd dress the part
She thought the thing she dreamed she'd do, she'd use to start
And I look at her and think, am I letting this girl down
If I let being an actress fall to the wayside now
Not gone entirely, but not entirety
Now I'm more a double agent
I play, I write, I sing and I act too
And I love each little thing that I can do
But is it enough? Is it more? Is it less
When all she wanted was to be an actress
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11. |
calling
03:21
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Calls of ambition
You made it your mission
Not to see
Speaking of calling
I'm not quite falling
No voicemail from me
Say it was nice to meet you again at Harvard Square
No service there, no bars, no ring
Ticket to purpose
Just try and usurp us
You won't succeed
Those who crave meaning
Won't brake for leaning
We feed our need
Say it was nice to meet you today at the hot soup date
I'll translate: I'm leaving
I'm skipping town
But I hope you get to settle down
Like you want
Like you want
Say it was nice to meet you again at Panera Bread
But in my head is calling
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12. |
thumbelina
01:49
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I'm Thumbelina, I live in a shoebox
My bed is a matchbox, my neighbor's a shrew
I'm Thumbelina, my rent is two nickels
It weighs pretty heavy, but I'm making due
My sword is a nail and my shield is a button
My hat is a thimble, my belt is a string
I'm Thumbelina, my size may be little
But my dreams are bigger than anything
I'm Thumbelina, my lake is a puddle
My boat's made of paper, my oar is a spoon
I'm Thumbelina, my lunch is one noodle
With some still left over for this afternoon
My train is a worm and my bus is a lizard
My flight out of town's on a dragonfly's wing
I'm Thumbelina, my size may be little
But my dreams are bigger than anything
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13. |
little miss sad eyes
03:19
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Little miss sad eyes
Headed downtown
Sky's blue and dry but she's trying not to drown
She started as an adverb but she's ended up a noun somehow
Little miss sad eyes
Felt it before
Thought she'd had her fill but now she's come back for more
And though at first it wasn't obvious, it's hard to ignore it now
Little miss sad eyes
Does it come as a surprise
They warned you it gets harder when you're free
Little miss sad eyes
When will you realize
You need the sadder eyes to help you see
Don't you see
Little miss sad eyes
Frizz in her hair
Laundry from two weeks ago piled up on a chair
She knows that there's a place for her but she can't see where right now
Little miss sad eyes
Trapped as a bird
Singing on a loop the songs you've already heard
And, yes, this time could come out different
But that thought is absurd somehow
Little miss sad eyes
Does it come as a surprise
They warned you it gets harder when you're free
Little miss sad eyes
When will you realize
You need the sadder eyes to help you see
Don't you see
Lay down what you thought that you'd find
Say, now, that you've left it behind, you can
Live all of the moments in full you thought you'd miss
Moments like this
Little miss sad eyes
Does it come as a surprise
They warned you it gets harder when you're free
Little miss sad eyes
When will you realize
You need the sadder eyes to help you see
Don't you see
Little miss sad eyes
Little miss sad eyes
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14. |
twentytwo
03:49
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My words, they were simple
Funny and plain
Each vowel smooth like wine inside my brain
Took it as easy to tell it true
But I'm 22 and I don't know how to talk to you
Walking in circles
Crumpling the map
I'm through with strangers who might fall into my lap
It's not gonna be easy, but what can I do
I'm 22 and I don't know how to talk to you
I took it for granted
The blissful lack of need to understand it
I might as well be meeting you anew
I'm 22 and I don't know how to talk to you
Who even are you
What are you to me
Was there always something else that we could be
It might have been easy if I only knew
But I'm 22 and I don't know how to talk to you
I took it for granted
The blissful lack of need to understand it
I might as well be meeting you anew
I'm 22 and I don't know how to talk to you
I'm not gonna force it
That's why I'm confused
I'm firing cells it's been a while since I last used
The thinking's not easy, but it's overdue
I'm 22 and I don't know how to talk to you
I took it for granted
The blissful lack of need to understand it
I might as well be meeting you anew
I'm 22 and I don't know how to talk to you
I'm 22 and I don't know how to talk to you
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15. |
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He's a perfect specimen and I'm a perfect slob
I stare at him, he stares at me
We stare like it's our job
I tell my mom about him
But for me that's nothing new
I tell my mom most everything
She just doesn't know about you
I fantasize with him in mind
Cause stalking's against the law
I talk to him until I find
A trait that I deem a flaw
It's perfect or we're finished
We're kaput, we're done, we're through
I need perfection from everyone
Well, everyone but you
Is it time to reassess
Clean up my mess
I don't want to
Maybe I jumped in too quick
Or maybe I'm confused
Maybe I need a therapist
Or maybe I'm amused
Or maybe it was nothing
But there's one thing that is true
I know nothing about love
But I know everything about you
Mmm
Ahh
Ahh
I can carry on without this other stuff in view
Go to work and go to bed like other people do
I tell my mom about him
But for me that's nothing new
I tell my mom most everything
She just doesn't know about you
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16. |
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You don't need to be a lawyer
You don't need to be a vet
You don't need to be a robot
Or at least you don't quite yet
You don't need to be a cobbler
You don't need to be a shoe
Oh, the only thing you need to be is you
You don't need to have the answers
You don't need to sing on key
You don't need to be an athlete
You don't need some big degree
You don't need to hide your stretch marks
You don't need the best shampoo
Oh, the only thing you need to be is you
You don't need to feel like growing
You don't need to feel all grown
You don't need to feel amazing
You don't need to feel alone
There aren't many things I'm sure of
But I know that this is true
Oh, the only thing you need to be is you
Oh, the only thing you need to be is you
Oh, the only thing you need to be is you
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17. |
math
03:43
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First stumbled in stone sober
I'm drunk on sadness now
Watching rom-coms from 2007
He's a piece of crap
In glasses with weird hair
And she doesn't care
He lies to his friends
He lies to his wife
He barely does the minimum and she gives him her whole life
The numbers don't add up there
And my head hurts from doing the math
Of how a guy like him ends up with a girl like that
The numbers don't add up there
I worry that the bar's too high
I worry that it's gone
Disappeared into the ether
Thought this could be something
But he's smiling at his phone
And I'm right here, all alone
She's kind but not blind
She knows he's a jerk
He has the whole movie and he's still a piece of work
The numbers don't add up there
And my head hurts from doing the math
Of how a guy like him ends up with a girl like that
The numbers don't add up there
I think I'll settle for the guy in my mind
I think I'll settle for the guy in my mind
I think I'll settle for the guy in my mind
I think I'll settle for the guy in my mind
And my head hurts from doing the math
Of how a guy like him ends up with a girl like that
The numbers don't add up there
First stumbled in stone sober
I'm drunk on sadness now
Watching rom-coms from 2007
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18. |
dragons
02:59
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When I was a kid, I'd play dragons
Some boy would come and rescue me for fun
The tower was the slide
On the wood chips, he would ride
He'd fight till he got bored and he'd be done
And now I'm my own dragon
And the tower's in the sky
And my helmet hides my face from bitter war
I'm the villain and the victim
I bleed and still I'm dry
I really don't know what I'm fighting for
Call it friendly fire, call it clumsy
Self-sabotage or danger prone
I'm still a princess trapped up high
I'm still a knight with gallant cry
I'm still a creature breathing fire, dull and alone
'Cause now I'm my own dragon
And my tower's in the sky
And my helmet hides my face from bitter war
I'm the villain and the victim
I bleed and still I'm dry
I really don't know what I'm fighting for
If anyone should come along and see
A battle raging silently
Would you rescue me from me
'Cause now I'm my own dragon
And the tower's not so high
And my helmet hides my face from bitter war
I'm the villain and the victim
I bleed and still I'm dry
I really don't know what I'm fighting for
I really don't know what I'm fighting for
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19. |
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I've written songs of love before and I didn't mean it then
Not like this
Not like this one now
I said I was in love before but I think that I was dead
Head in the sand
Fish on land, dried vow
So now I'm due to make some new revisions
To fix this slightly awkward oversight
I've written songs of love before and I didn't mean it then
But I'll get this
I'll get this one right
I swore I wouldn't fall before but I didn't mean it then
I take it back
Take it back right now
I stood so sure and tall before, now I'm keeled over my bed
Does he know
Could he know somehow
So now I'm due to make some new decisions
I wish that I could solve it overnight
I've written songs of love before and I didn't mean them then
But I'll get this
I'll get this one right
I had some things to say before but I didn't mean them then
Words come slow
Words come slow right now
And every simple phrase before now to you cannot be said
Words are dull
Words are dull somehow
So now I'm due to follow through with my vision
To somehow bottle up your stellar light
I've written songs of love before and I didn't mean them then
But I'll get this
I'll get this one right
I'll get this
I'll get this one right
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20. |
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Four or five long years ago, I visited my grandma's house
She left a little present on the guest room pillow
The present was this notebook, and I let it gather dust
Until we holed up in our houses, cause the world was ill
Oh, I felt a lot of feelings, so I wrote them all down
And the pages of the book began to drown
And before I'd really processed what the writing could mean
I had 119
119 songs I couldn't have foreseen
Now the book's all full, I don't know how I filled the pages up
I thought it was impossible, but now it's finished
I guess when you write every day, your writing doesn't stay that way
The growth is how the blank spots in the book diminished
The cursive on the cover is what gave it away
When you do what you love, love tends to stay
I'm just grateful I went to Grandma's house that day
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21. |
aunt marleen's
03:24
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If my walls were made of windows
Like the ones at Aunt Marleen's
You'd catch a glimpse of everything inside
I'd give a little glance
And you'd know what it means
There'd be no place for anything to hide
And some would stop and stare and scratch their chin
At the girl whose walls let people see right in
But they don't understand the way it's been
Some doors open and some close
When your walls are made of windows
If my walls were made of windows
Like the ones at Aunt Marleen's
The weather would affect the way I looked
I'm pretty in the rain
My tone goes well with greens
I shine in sun, but excess means I'm cooked
And some would stop and stare and scratch their chin
At the girl whose walls let people see right in
But they don't understand the way it's been
Some doors open and some close
When your walls are made of windows
If my walls were made of windows
Like the ones at Aunt Marleen's
My soul would be exposed to passersby
The fear I'll die alone
The echoes of my teens
The times I couldn't cry and don't know why
And some would stop and stare and scratch their chin
At the girl whose walls let people see right in
But they don't understand the way it's been
Some doors open and some close
When your walls are made of windows
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22. |
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2, 3, 4
What happens now
Take a bow
Head back home
True, I'm a mess
Got no address
No cash, no comb
I need time
You are worker, smiler, mother, wife
And I'm standing
At the edge of the rest of my life
Send me a sign
A phrase, a line
To make it clear
Give me a clue
On what to do
On where to steer
I need time
You are worker, smiler, mother, wife
And I'm standing
At the edge of the rest of my life
Does anyone know where does this go
If I cross the line, will it all be fine
Will it all be fine
It doesn't matter if I'm ready to see
I have to do it eventually
At the edge of the rest of my life
At the edge of the rest of my life
At the edge of the rest of my life
And in time
Might be worker, smiler, mother, wife
But right now I'm standing
At the edge of the rest of my life
At the edge of the rest of my life
At the edge of the rest of my life
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23. |
train from everywhere
02:45
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We sway in perfect unison, left knee above the right
Matching bags of sleep beneath our eyes
A capsule of the world is in this little train, so tight
With faces I can almost recognize
Nora reads the paper, Jeff thinks through the day
Melissa listens to a podcast on the CIA
And Ted is headed home to wife and baby on the way
On the 5:06 train from everywhere
Alice does her homework, DeBorah's on a date
Amy is a runner and Michael's running late
And Eunice asks how soon is the connection to her gate
On the 5:06 train from everywhere
It's just a short commute
From here to the unknown
But I'm so grateful knowing I'm not going it alone
We sway in perfect unison, left knee above the right
A couple bumps and rattles we can bear
A capsule of the world is in this little train, so tight
The 5:06 train from everywhere
On the 5:06 train from everywhere
On the 5:06 train from everywhere
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24. |
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The house smells strange
There's no food in the fridge
Everything's a mess from when we left
We're exhausted from the drive
We're gonna sleep real well tonight
After fighting in the car and not knowing where we are
Even so
It's good to be home
Vacation was sweet
But so is my street
I'm glad to be home
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25. |
alive
03:05
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Air hits lungs like toothpaste hits an orange
Sense sticks out like white couch mixed with ink
Catch a whiff of fruit of finally knowing
And I think
And I think
I'm alive
I'm a child, I am grown
I'm with you, I'm alone
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm a part, I'm a whole
I'm a trail, I'm a goal
I'm alive
I'm alive
Shed my days of plastic understanding
Take on something careful, carelessly
Tossing out the autopilot button
Could it be
Could it be
I'm alive
I'm a child, I am grown
I'm with you, I'm alone
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm a part, I'm a whole
I'm a trail, I'm a goal
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm a child, I am grown
I'm with you, I'm alone
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm a part, I'm a whole
I'm a trail, I'm a goal
I'm alive
I'm alive
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Lizzy Hilliard New York, New York
Lizzy is an ambitious 23-year-old living in New York City and making art on her own terms. She's written hundreds of songs, self-released 4 full-length albums, and composed music and lyrics for multiple theatrical projects. Lizzy's music hones a folksier, softer sound, paired with lyrics holding evocative imagery, whimsy and a twinge of fantasy. ... more
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