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Just Like Summetime
04:02
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Well I spent all September waiting - I watched the summer turn to cold.
And I don't think that I can make it where I'm going to alone.
I spent wintertime debating on everything that I'd been told.
It's a hard one but I'll take it and find just where I'm meant to go.
There you're blooming across the town.
My friends, I guess I'll seeyaround.
It's just like summertime to watch us walk away, but before the night ends let's save another day.
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Carolina
02:50
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Don't wait for me, Carolina - can't you see I'm shying away from you again?
Cause I'm lost on all this nothing.
And you look down at your feet, you see me staring at the rain fall to the ground - we're both trying to be found.
We'll stay up late, til the others go to sleep - tossin sideways, hoping, waiting, for some room to breathe.
The Vermont moon smiles down upon us, dear. As we try to tell each other, "I'd be anywhere but here."
You walk away through contradiction, passing stop signs- you're not listening again.
Won't you try and understand?
I've got a bottle, we could use it, just as long as we abuse it for a while.
Cause I'm just looking for a smile.
We'll stay up late, til the others go to sleep - tossin sideways, hoping, waiting, for some room to breathe.
The Vermont moon smiles down upon us, dear. As we try to tell each other, "I'd be anywhere but here."
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Daisy
03:01
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I'm stayin and leavin a world away.
This heart is a fever, a stomach ache.
At 8 in the evening I'm half awake.
My flower, my daisy, just bloom my way.
Cause it's the way you call my name, like I'm coming back home today.
And I know you feel the same, but that's nothing that you need to say.
All of my regrets, they say, "Hello."
As you tell me my secrets that I don't know.
Forget these reasons that blew away.
My flower, my daisy, just bloom my way.
Cause it's the way you call my name, like I'm coming back home today.
And I know you feel the same, but that's nothing that you need to say.
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Call waiting, lying on the floor.
A coffin laid, a cup calling for more.
but it's tumbling to a Carolina blue.
To look behind and see it's still too late.
That fall a rested head, regret a self-made bed.
These thoughts avoided, keep me up at night.
When I walked away back then, I know I told you not to wait for me.
Stayed up til dawn and lost ourselves, and perished with the light of evergreen.
Fortune faults your pale blue eyes.
I can't remember what they look like anyway.
This life's a fire that we're burning much to fast.
It's these desires that are killing me inside.
I'm so tired, I can't get up today - or ever.
But if I see another sun, I'll see your face again.
When you walk away this time, make for god damn sure you count the miles.
Your smile paints a picture of a fickle heart, and fearful like a child.
Indecision split in two, and recognized in everything you do.
I walk away to say goodbye to all the tears and joy in me from you.
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Four Years
04:04
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Just one thing before you go, something that I gotta know. Could you wait, could you wait, please wait.
For the problems that you see - my faults, your uncertainty, go away, go away, leave me alone.
Same thing as 4 years ago, I say yes and you don’t know, so I’m gonna sing, I’m gonna sing.
Through the cold walked to your door, I kissed you there beside the porch, so I’m gonna sing, I’m gonna sing.
The way she sounds when she smiles, says ‘take off your coat and stay a while, please, with me.’ “Course I know, don’t think I wanna go home.”
I think I’ll risk the chance I’ve got, to try something I’ve never thought, Could you wait, could you wait, please wait.
Laura, it’s been far too long, and I’m singing the same ol song, could you wait, could you wait, please wait.
Same thing as 4 years ago, I say yes and you don’t know, so I’m gonna sing, I’m gonna sing.
Through the cold walked to your door, I kissed you there beside the porch, so I’m gonna sing, I’m gonna sing.
The way she sounds when she smiles, says ‘take off your coat and stay a while, please, with me.’ “Course I know, don’t think I wanna go home.”
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I Cannot Stand
02:52
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I cannot stand because I’m falling over you.
Forgotten hands, and I’ve had more than a few.
Look the other way. I’m so tired now; I’ll be home soon.
I’m a long way from the town where I was born.
Walked away in shame, and I left in the early morn.
Shut my mouth to say, I’m so sick of what I’m supposed to be.
Forget today, my faults follow wherever I go.
But don’t go away, though, it’s selfish of me for sure.
I’ll be waiting there, with a heavy heart afraid of promises.
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Flowerbed
04:20
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A flowerbed, to lay a body down.
A gentle song to sing the stars are out.
Ignite a candle, to feel some warmth, and guide through the night.
A place somewhere to hide the thoughts, that will never see light.
A place to rest, a place to stay right here.
Away in gold, from the northern banks. In shape of a man, not said his thanks.
Away he came, in the pouring rain. Where he touched her hand, and was lost again.
Believe that it’s an autumn dream once had.
Where the night is young, the grass can be a bed.
To kill a king, just show what these desires will beget.
And take away those bright days he’d never want forget.
That death will come right back, and grin - trace an x upon the skin.
Shake your hand and say, “how do you do?”
And when he calls for me, I hope you will too.
Away in gold, from the northern banks. In shape of a man, not said his thanks.
Away he came, in the pouring rain. Where he touched her hand, and was lost again.
A call to arms, to set all ships to sea.
Not lost yet, but lost all too soon to be.
Coronate uncertainty, canonize a fool.
Don’t think of me, a song unsung – a soul taken too soon.
A song to sing, a song where love is found.
Open your eyes, this man is underground.
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8. |
Time for Better Timing
03:24
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It’s a hope, it’s a lie.
If it’s the same to you, the same to me - I’ll try.
It’s a wish, it’s a dream.
Though this promise is not as real as it seems.
The last three times were nothing, and I’m still waiting around
I keep running into something, just a bird stuck on the ground.
The warmness of the day has left, the setting of a son.
Like the hard December mornings, just before the cold’s begun.
So laugh and run, and hold my hand that’s calling out for you.
Both together, still, in mornings as a leaf hanging to dew.
There’s gotta be a time for better timing.
Every hope, still a lie.
And every day it seems so hard to go and try.
And this wish, just a dream.
For each night that lays to burst it at the seams.
Take the train into the sunset, fall asleep ‘gainst broken glass.
Slumber through the daylight, just await this life to pass.
The warmness of the day has left, the setting of a son.
Like the hard December mornings, just before the cold’s begun.
So sing along, this symphony that hums a country tune
For to separate in darkness, as a lie echoes the truth.
There’s gotta be a time for better timing.
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Montpelier
03:19
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The days go by. While, nights, they lie
Say it’s not late, and stay another hour.
Mandolin enter, for two measures
The fog is thick, and falls so quick – it drowns the light, the beauty of a flower.
Carry on the way, a handful of daylight heavy on the wave.
And with the song of dawn, the world returns
And so we’ll go our ways, the whole time with assurance I will stay.
Just know I’m done - another day, spent chase a setting sun.
To find a home, you’ve got to go alone.
The mountains pray to leave what’s left behind
Brave the heat, and the winter sleet – the time between will wash upon the shore.
Heard on the road, the song still follows everywhere I go.
It’s just one more step - make it through the night.
And so we’ll go our ways, the whole time with assurance I will stay.
Just know I’m done - another day, spent chase a setting sun.
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10. |
All My Time Here
03:09
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All of my time here I’ve been trying to find the good life.
An elusive being, evading my every step.
I look to the sky for answers but I only see the stars, extending my longing.
“Why here, why there, why anywhere?
My joke turns into a sad truth as I look towards the ground under my feet
The only thing keeping me afloat.
Won’t you try and tell me what I’m doing wrong?
Won’t you try and tell me a way to make this right?
I’ve been singing the same old song,
And going to sleep alone at night.
All of my time here
Ive kept my wheels spinning
Ive said from the beginning
I’m gonna make it work
So I bundled my belongings
And I packed a broken picture
Of carrying my tradition of being alone
I tripped up for a minute When I came across old love
I continued on in silence, Watching the stars above
Letting my head wander Till my heart tells me no
All of my time here, I’ve let myself wonder, I’ve torn some dreams asunder, and turned my back again.
Recalling my old friendships, they’re not the same. I know it’s
A treasured memory where I feel I will belong.
And I’m on my way back to the people I call home.
On my way back to the people I call home.
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11. |
Wasted on Tonight
03:48
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Another day, another reason - this time I won't have anything to say.
Think what you want, it's just the season - I've got my mind on what could come another day.
It is just me, or is it all this demon that I don't know how to face?
I won't respond to you tonight, because I know you're just as easy to replace.
So I left you in November for some cause I can't remember.
Recall the warmth of days forgotten, as I'm waiting for December.
It's wasted on tonight.
So go ahead and call my bluff - agree with me when I say this is enough.
"Go turn the card, you king of hearts, but I can see your sadness in the dark."
Cold, blind, and numb. I can't find the words, but this confusion speaks as loud as I've ever heard.
You make me wish that I still smoked, or at least that I'd have spent the night alone.
So I left you in November for some cause I can't remember.
Recall the warmth of days forgotten, as I'm waiting for December.
It's wasted on tonight.
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12. |
Days We Forgot
04:12
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Out in the cold, there’s a girl I’m told - she’s wise and tall.
Her eyes are winter and fall
So stubborn, yet, so sweetly sung from near and far
Her grace and charm.
Caught in a whirlwind and turning about face.
Have I left something I cannot replace?
As summer days roll away from your embrace, by any name.
Just let me know if we could meet again,
Someday, few years or so when autumn leaves
Open their arms to snow.
I spoke my peace, these past few weeks.
In truth, your words, your honesty we keep.
Gone seven days and I forget this sin.
Of course, that’s the way, my dear, we’ve always been.
Our eyes are blind to the ones we’ve got, and clear to those we’ve lost.
Remembering the days that we forgot.
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