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Hi...
04:04
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Hi...
I hope you're well
I'm singing to you from inside a shell
Some songs I made, I wrote and played
Hanging around Inkwell
There's no "evil coevals" or violent upheaval
In a tired, tired nation of acquired indignation
I'll never forget when I first heard your words
It was back in Summer, July 23rd
When I found out my legs would keep getting pulled
And I'd keep getting screwed in every conceivable hole
And that I couldn't always be there
When people come together
Everything sucks forever
Please seal my tomb
I think I need some more time in my cocoon
A reason to stop, a way to not
It's not good for me I assume
We're an anxious generation
Born to a tired nation
All afraid of new sensations
And trapped in the citations
We're without a conversation
Just dead reverberations
All bored of hyperfixations
And deprived of all elations
I get lost in the voices
All making white noises
And then I get so anxious
I'm afraid to make choices
That don't just affect me
But those that respect me
At least not directly
"I just want everything to be okay, all the time. That's it."
Coffee at Inkwell, heard you call
My thoughts when leaving Bartlett Hall
I wrote it on the bathroom stall
I know myself, and that is all
So I stopped my heart
And the next five years were the hardest part
Because I was afraid of what I made
Made it difficult to restart
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If days get numbered
Don’t wanna learn how to count
Days won’t get wasted
Or put in checking accounts
Been years since someone
Smiled as I walked by
Since I drew stick figures
Or had a Drake's cherry pie
At least our parents got to do it all by themselves
I don’t mind working but I can't afford a place to myself
I know they didn’t have wheelbarrows sticking out of their pants
But they worked 8 hours and they still had energy to dance
So screw your business, screw your culture, tell me what the hell it pays
My checks get smaller now with every year and every raise
Because every minute someone old dies on the job and then
Someone turns 18, gets a job, gets old and dies again
"It's on you, bud. I wish I could help you on that one, but I can't. You're going to have to come up with a goal, and decide that, 'okay, this goal's important enough to me that I'm going to put in the effort.' If you don't put in the effort and don't get the work done I can't help you. Okay?"
"I'm going to have to find one then."
"It's up to you dude. Okay? Okay. Look, um..."
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3. |
Meshes Of The Afternoon
05:44
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I think I'm tired of being chased around by time
By changing skies and the clouds as they all fly by
I want time to stop, maybe just a little while
Wanna forget the clocks, the watches and sundials
There’d be no news just the traffic and the weather
We could learn to like just being together
Things won't get better but at least they will never change
And we can still enjoy the things we've already made
I want to live in a loop of love and attention
To bottle feelings up instead of making connections
I’m just so tired of things always getting worse in the end
Please turn me off and on so I can restart again
I'm just a little metronome
You gave me a new home
(I found you sitting by yourself, in the thrift store, on a shelf)
I'll keep the time for you, my friend
You're my motivation
(I knew I couldn't just leave you there, in the stale and frigid air)
But these days I can't keep the beat (I really care about you)
No rhythm on repeat (I hope that you do too)
These days, don’t know where my voice is
These days I lack any choices
You look me every day (I really care about you)
But don't throw me away (I hope that you do too)
These days are all afternoons
These days I wait for the moon
I sit silent making no sound (I really care about you)
Why am I still around? (I hope that you do too)
These days I don’t have the power
These days I waste every hour
I really care about you (I really care about you)
I’m glad that you do too (I hope that you do too)
These days
These days
These days
These days
Everything just feels the same
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4. |
Jumping Up And Down
05:24
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I saw you in the warehouse
You were jumping up and down
Thinking you could reach the ceiling
If it weren’t for the ground
Because the ground’s what keeps you level
You belong here on the floor
Yet you wonder why you’re falling
I wonder what you’re jumping toward
Then we went on a picnic
And we played Monopoly
But there was some unseen player
Buying all the property
So if I take what I’ve been buying
And you sell what you’ve been giving
Well we still couldn’t afford the rent
But at least we would be living
And I’m sorry I said you belong on the floor
You were right when you said that we deserve so much more
I am more than a product of my environment
Working, always wasting, waiting until retirement
I demand to be worth more
And I won’t let you make me poor
And you can pass that on to whoever's keeping score
This isn’t what we wanted or imagined life to be
Our collective disappointment's growing immeasurably
So cope with all our wanting and we cope through therapy
And we cope through entertainment we can get so easily
Still we talk amongst ourselves
And we wonder who's to blame
Why didn’t we see this coming?
Do we have to be ashamed?
Some people blame their parents
But I don’t think they are right
Because anyone can be tricked
By good times and flashing lights
I won’t pay attention to a word you say
You’re not worth my focus anyway
And screw you if you ask us why
We might get scared, but we're not gonna hide
We might get old but the youth will never die
"And the end of the song sounds roughly like this"
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5. |
Interlopers
03:59
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"Man being eaten by an alligator, and he screams..."
Thirty people at a party and they all feel down
Tom is sitting, nervous eyes are dotting all around
He can’t think of anything to say
These things just never, ever go his way
Besides his mind is all preoccupied
Because tonight he doesn’t have a place to stay
It’s not your fault, I think it’s the culture
The heavy breathing, and people made of ulcers
We’re mostly drunk but some of us got too high
None of us are having a good time
Eric is talking to a guy who's trying to be nice
He hears him talking but his words don’t seem to come out right
He says "excuse me" and he walks away
“How do people do this?” he thinks
The guy's just standing in a corner now
And Eric says “oh well” and he takes a drink
Nobody here knows anybody else here
I think that this might just be my worst fear
The alcohol is gone this place is bone dry
That’s the only reason that I stopped by
When we came in we had to take off our shoes
There’s music playing but not the kind you dance to
Given the option right now I’d like to just die
None of us are having a good time
You know the tambourine is barely playing in time now
Da da da da na na na na na
The party’s over and I wish you all would just get out
Da da da da na na na na na
Maybe we don’t even know how to leave
You know it’s killing us to stick around
There’s nothing in this world I wanna do
But I know I can’t go without making a sound or two
Da da da da na na na na na
Da da da da na na na na na
Da da da da na na na na na
Da da da da na na na na na
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6. |
Real Warmth
03:42
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Starry night outside my bedroom
Moonlight slipping through the blinds
Somewhere far away you’re slightly stirring, oh
Because in our minds we’re awake all the time
I love you because that’s how I’m designed
Deep inside us both I see a fire
It glows like that old moon rolling in space
And though when we wake up we’ll still be tired
We’re the only real warmth left in this cold place
There’s nothing like the warmth inside us
Space heaters don’t feel the same
Amplified beneath the borrowed blankets, oh
The internal flame cannot be explained
I love you because you give it a name
I saw your parents pushing out their daughter, the Eagle Scout
Makes me wonder if their home feels empty now that they’re alone
But you’re doing fine now and I’m glad to see it
You’ve lived through the past, you don’t want to repeat it
But please don’t forget it when you’re on vacation
Or we’ll just wind up like the last generation
Singing “oh”
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Teenage Anthem
05:44
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It’s in my thoughts late at night, going who knows where
Sleeping in a pickup bed on a pillow made of hair
Messed it up
I don’t care
And in the woods by the fire eating ecstasy
When I could feel all the feelings feeling around me
Where are we?
I don’t care
And it’s even in my thoughts during the show
And it’s even bleeding into the songs I know
I expect it
So I didn’t care
Yeah it’s always that thought bubbling beneath
“If I died right here would it even feel bad to leave?”
But please don’t grieve
Because I don’t care
I hope that you relate to what our parents created
Where every painted shadow is so weathered and faded
And every slippery-tongued, black lunged young son
Is failed by the unsung guns of the last one
And you’re still jumping up and down in the gold and white
Friends in the evening but then strangers in morning light
And even though I’ve changed a lot, I’m not alright
To this day all I want is something to do at night
I’ll even take up smoking if you give me a break
I just don’t want my life judged by the firmness of my handshake
But you’ll judge me
And I won’t care
‘Cause you showed us that your money matters more to you than
The lives of the people you call your children
You got us sick
And we learned not to care
When I was 12 I remember laying in the grass
Watching funny fireflies flying through my past
Looking at the sky at night, in my memory
I see somebody’s giant eyes gazing down at me
Now I’m 19 and I just want to work all night
The moon just ain’t as luminescent as electric lights
And every midnight I step back outside on break
But I can’t see the night behind the orange wake
I can feel the pressure mounting, something’s coming for me
Is it the past or the future or something in between?
And will it be free?
And should I care?
It knocked me down on the ground it didn’t make a sound
And now it’s on me it’s on me and it’s staying all year round
And it’s keeping me down
And I don’t care
This one’s for everyone who saw something in me
That I pushed and pushed until they up and left me
This one's for everyone that told me I was crazy
I hope that you all finally fucking see
That I gave you what you deserved
And you deserved to be heard
And I've cut off both my ears
Because I don't like what I hear
And the horn goes
I guess that my money matters more to me than
The high school friends I’ll never talk to again
Because the cash in my wallet knows my favorite song
And it sings it to me all night long
My best friend’s got a poppy under her bed
That grew into a human head
And I saw it bite her fingers off
And as I ran away I screamed
That I care that I care that I care that I care
That I care that I care that I care that I care
That I care so much
That I care too much
That I care all the time
That I care all the time
That I care that I care that I care that I care
That I care that I care that I care that I care
That I care that I care that I care that I care
That I care
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Sleepyhead
01:44
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9. |
Follow Through
06:11
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Resigned to life, I sleep all day
My room is ice, all white and grey
I hurt people with words I say
With things I do, I’m not okay
Ice cold water, black as ink filled up my lungs
When I came crashing down from miles up above
But they pulled me out and then they nursed me back to health
I don’t know why they don’t just let me hurt myself
What have I done with wasted air?
You used to talk to me, now you just stare
If I keep this up, tomorrow won’t be there
And pretty soon no one will care
I feel so ashamed of this mistake that I have made
This mistake I have to live with every day
I’ve tried so hard to make the bad things go away
I so clearly lie when asked if I’m okay
And I watched through window-pane glass eyes
As I drove right past school
And I watched my arms turn the wheel
And take me away from my free ride
And I did nothing
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10. |
Crowds
04:37
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I got the first of the checks today
Guess it was nice to get my pay, hooray
It’s just enough to keep on track
And small enough to keep me coming back
But work lets me empty out my mind
So that’s where I’m spending all this time of mine
It’s in the messages I send
At home my head just seems to fill back up again
With empty crowds and thick white noise
And a desire to die with the most toys
I see myself and I don't like what I see
He's wondering where they've taken me
Fucked up in the hospital, Charlie!
I want to break everything all around, the blinds are down!
I want the cave-in, to shave and bathe, locked out, what’s that about?
Ulcer sculpture sees prying eyes love crying eyes to dry, but why? (Are you online? Are you online? Are you online?)
I paint the shadows black
It’s a place to wait out the attack
I’m being shot by both sides
So it’s nice to have somewhere to hide
When I’m at school I sit there
Breathing air and tying knots in my hair
And I don’t even know who I’m talking to
But all I know is I can't move
So please push me away some more
I threw a vase scratched up your new floor
I only hurt myself instead
Like when you said you wished that I was dead
Like when I said that I did too
‘Cause I was bored of having things to do
And never doing anything
I want it to hurt I want it to sting
I am in a crowded room
Everybody’s filling it up
The air is getting thin
And hot
And sticky
And nobody can move
And all of a sudden I go dark
And my vision gets fuzzy
But then it’s back
I’m on the floor
People move in they stand on me
I’m being crushed beneath them
I feel a hard rubber shoe leaning against my face
And I try to push them away
But their weight is just too much
Can’t extend my chest to breathe
Can’t take the pressure out of their touch
I feel a sharp pain
I scream but I don’t hear it
The pain gets worse
Something's moving
Something inside me
It bends
It breaks
Something's coming out of it
Something warm
Something gooey
The pain gets worse
I start to cry
Everyone's always apologizing
I see little cracks of light between their bodies
They're holding hands
Their eyes are closed
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11. |
Are You Okay?
04:14
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12. |
(. . .)
03:46
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13. |
Out Of Time
04:08
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The spaces between words sound good
Their silence says more than my words ever could
About all the days
I lost in delays
Apathy is a nice place to stay
So for some time I coasted along
Working odd jobs and writing some new songs
The things that I did
That I lost, god forbid
These feelings cannot be hid
And nothing can be undone
But at least I can always see
There’s worse things that I could have lost
Like the people that matter to me
The people that I want to be
I got lost there for a while
Their machines rearranged my mouth into a smile
The faces you make
They cannot be faked
But I tried to for old times’ sake
At least I know I’m not alone
You’ve all got your problems you won’t say on the phone
I’ll save up my faith and I’ll buy you a place
Where you’re safe, safe, safe
And no I don’t lose sleep at night
Thinking there’s nothing I can do
There’s nothing I can’t get through
Yeah it’s alright 'cause I love you
I don’t have to come back to life ‘til I want to
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14. |
How To Come Back To Life
05:48
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Last night I had a dream
I’m not sure what it means
But I saw someone else
Who took care of himself
He made everyone his friend
Even if it was pretend
He said “you’re all worthwhile to me”
And I said “I agree”
And then we sang
Then I felt something in my pocket
And I was careful not to drop it
I don’t remember what it was
But I don’t care because
I heard a voice that said that love is an asterisk that grows on your name (Am I still dreaming?)
That love is an island with sand filled with flames
Where the trees grow the gold and white honey crisp (Am I still dreaming?)
Of the oceans we miss with our sailing ships
That love is a quiet kid who’s not what he seems (Am I still dreaming?)
That love’s a night’s sleep for a beautiful dream
A dream so lucid you won’t know when you wake (Am I still dreaming?)
Where you’ll forgive yourself for every mistake
This morning I woke up and bathed
And then I brushed my teeth and shaved
And then I spent some time watching cartoons
And then I listened to Meshes of the Afternoon
Well I listened once and then I listened twice to be sure
The lyrics didn’t make sense anymore
What would I want to stop time for?
When my feet have just reached the sandy shore?
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16. |
...Bye
03:34
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Dad you left me crying, split me in two
And in the gap between me there’s no room for you
And that’s fine
You don’t care
My family isn’t close, we’ve never been
I’ve never trusted anyone except my friends
And that’s fine
I don’t mind
In time alone I built a telescope, gold and white
The stars were blurry but at least I could see the night
The black sky
Don’t ask why
And through my telescope I saw two eyes
A nose and a mouth that just said “hi”
I said “hi” back
Then something lifted me, carried me to the light
To somewhere blazingly warm and blindingly bright
And now I know exactly what I wanna do
I’m wanna do better
I’m gonna do better than you
And if I love the world
The world will in return
I don’t love everyone but someday I’ll learn
And I’ll warm up the world so much it’ll burn
...bye
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Squirrel Lacey Township, New Jersey
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