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Photographs
03:54
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Photographs
Your youth has run its race
Creeping up slowly
Your mothers face has changed
Ain’t wearing those mini skirts anymore
Drink the world it just won’t fill you up
Holdin’ on to something and you can’t let go
You’re hitting up the bottle right before the show
She’s never mentioned word of it to another soul
‘Cept for somethin’ that she’s feelin’ like the Holy Ghost
Photographs of younger days
Will never make their way
Into your grave
Your father shaves his legs
It’s from his football days
Everyone’s doin’ it to be cool
Doin’ it to be just like you
Holdin’ on to something and you can’t let go
So you’re hittin’ up the bottle right before the show
She’s never mentioned word of it to another soul
‘Cept for somethin’ that she’s feelin’ like the Holy Ghost
If you’re leaving in time for the mourning show
I’ll believe you’re using faith from the depths of your soul
I’ll believe you’re using faith from the depths below
Photographs of younger days
Will never make their way
Into your grave
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2. |
Baby, I
03:46
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All of the things I thought I knew
They went out the door when we gave birth to you
Stay in the chair and thread the thread
Leaving the pistol on the table ‘til the end
Baby I baby I baby I
Kill myself for you
Baby I Baby I Bay I
Kill myself for you
And no matter how you shake it I don’t have the words to say
I thought this melody would suit you
Sometimes you’re too exhausting to pursue
If I woulda known I’d make it worse
Then I would go back and hang the lantern on this verse
Didn’t your daddy raise you right?
I’m polishing these adverbs while you hang me out to dry
Baby I baby I baby I
Kill myself for you
Baby I Baby I Bay I
Kill myself for you
And no matter how you shake it I don’t have the words to say
Yeah no matter how you shake it I don’t never have the perfect thing to say
Baby I baby I baby I
Kill myself for you
Baby I Baby I Bay I
Kill myself for you
And no matter how you throw it no
I’ll never have it perfect so
Baby I baby I baby I
Kill myself for you
Baby I Baby I Bay I
Kill myself for you
Yeah no matter how you spin I’ll never have the word
No matter how you phrase it’s gonna sound absurd
No matter how you shake it I’ll have nothing left to say
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3. |
Cars
03:39
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I heard the sea
Whispering our secrets back
It said the truth
Owes nothing to the facts
You know if you cannot obey
Then you cannot go
My way my only foray
You cannot go
And you stood and looked me in the eye
The day we toasted in July
I’m always on time
But on that day you had your hair pulled back
Ready to meet the crowd
And oh the way you threw your shoulders back
Tryin’ to make ‘em proud
The spots are sticking to your palm
The locks are drippin’ with your charm
Wake up
Meet me at the back door
I’ll be right on time
Wanna have a conversation
See nothing’s quite that easy
Tired as you are
I’ll be waiting ‘til the sun appears
Wake up
Meet me at the back door
I’ll be right on time
Don’t forget your alibi
See nothing’s quite that easy
Tired as you are
I’ll be waiting ‘til the sun appears
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4. |
Greek Pretender
05:00
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Come to California,
Flee the wasted east
Resurrect my Princedom by the Sea
School is overrated
Your education bleak
Can’t you see you’re better off with me?
If you want dear, I will drive all night
Just rest your head here
Miles will wash it white
Be my Greek Pretender
My sweet Virginia Poe
Weave these laurel branches from the road
I’ll teach you ‘bout the Monarchs
While you pull off their wings
In all that ether they won’t feel a thing
If you want dear, I will drive all night
Just rest your head here
Miles will wash it white
If you want dear, I will make it right
It’s kinda spooky
Playin’ for keeps
How ‘bout best two outta three?
Don’t you know me?
While I’m grippin’ the deck
Like I’m scared half to death
Cause it’s not this easy
We’ve been running all year
Yet, and still you don’t know what I want
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5. |
Dawn
04:37
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I want a perfect body
I wanna be in control
Let my nails grow long before biting them short
I wanna be your princess
Your klondike girl
Promises from weekends are good until
How did I believe you when you said
Don’t worry now, don’t worry now
How did I believe you when you said
Don’t worry now
We traveled in one suitcase
The trips to San Jose
I scratched it in my notebook
And the gloves that you crocheted
The smoke is in the curtains
The carpet’s lost it’s curl
Promises from weekends are good until
But I wanted her deleted
I wanted her gone
All stitched up with kisses
And sold out on the lawn
How did I believe you when you said
Don’t worry now, don’t worry now
How did I believe you when you said
Don’t worry now
Dawn of the work week
She’s Dawn from your work team
Dawn, you’ll need mercy
What’s done is done is done
So you hid her in the backyard
Inside you put your hand through the wall
And you ring finger was easy to fix
When you left me
Dawn of the work week
She’s Dawn from your work team
Dawn, you’ll need mercy
What’s done is done is done
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6. |
Japanese Novelty Shop
03:37
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Just say the word and I’ll be right over, honey
I’ll meet you on top of the Garden Street rooftop
When will all the distance be forgotten?
Porcelain doves chime above the highway hum
The metronome keeps our bodily rhythms in check
Just say the word and I’ll be right over, honey
I bought you a skirt from a Japanese novelty shop
When will all the distance be forgotten?
When?
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Drafty Rooms
04:06
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The morning hit our hearts with a pang
Here we go again
Frigid cold and empty skies
We breath this but we don't know why
Here we go again
You pack your bags
And find my note
You're flying high
I pull back home
It's cold as hell
Pacing through the night
Cracking brittle fingertips
Drafty rooms inside our homes
Winter touching all the wounds
Sunsets always go
Foreheads pressed against the glass
We're trapped and buried with the grass
Smothered by the snow
The last leaf falls
And the frost sets in
The sun gave up
'Cause she got so thin
But I'm holding on…
Cracking brittle fingertips
Drafty rooms inside our homes
Winter touching all the wounds
We have time to make mistakes
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8. |
Sleepy Time
02:49
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Cannot you see the ending from the start?
Didn’t you tear it broken fall apart?
Fall on me
Where do we go from here?
Where do we go from here?
Runnin’ around in white capes in the dark.
Wooden and mostly chopped up on the floor
Wooden and broken glass, our feet are sore
And bloody as hell and
Why don’t you take the wheel?
Wouldn't you care to steer?
Try not to drive those horses through my door.
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Porphyria's Lover
03:11
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Part through the rain
And tell me where you’ve been
Stir up the hearth
And shutter out the wind
I’ll just watch, watch you smiling there
Absently wringing out your hair
Bare me your shoulder
Warm your cheek to mine
Spread out your hair
And tell me one more time
I’ll just catch, catch these yellow strands
Braid them all, with my shaking hands
I’ll just wrap, wrap your throat around
Pull it tight, don’t you make a sound
We’ll sit all through the night
Firelight, eyes still wide
You'll stay here by my side
Cheek still flush, flush to mine
O my Porphyria!
Did it hurt my little bird?
We sat all through the night,
And God ain't said
And God ain't said a word
Fiesta, My Love
I cannot hear you now
You’re somewhere under water
And if I could my breath that long I’d dive into
This is not the same
We cannot be blamed for
This is just what I’m saying
This feels just like love
This feels just like love
This feels just like love to me
No, I still cannot hear you, love
Tell me, how long have you been calling?
And if I get tripped up long enough
I’ll fall into
The summer left alone
With memories of our song
The highways creep up in the distance
That’s our home
This feels just like love
This feels just like love
This feels just like love to me
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10. |
Fiesta, My Love
04:42
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11. |
Summer Winter
03:36
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When summer is done
The sun melts into autumn on the lawn
But fall doesn't last too long
And trees bear a wind
That skins their backs as winter bullies in
And winter goes on and on
I feel like dying my hair a lighter color now
'Cause winter goes on and on
If you come over now
I'll make it worth your while
Don't you wish that we could beat the weather
Hide out on some island in December
And stay all winter?
If summer could stay
Then we'd play croquet outside
Each night 'til half-past nine
While winter would pout on the sidelines
We love the beach, we could go every week
Just to see the sea and watch it move and breath
While winter stays home and whines
I feel like dying my t-shirts tie-dye colors now
'Cause winter goes on and on
Everyone, everyone's dying from dihydroxyacetone
'Cause winter goes on and on
If you come over now, girl
I will start a fire
Don't you wish that we could beat the weather
Hide out on some island in December?
Don't you wish that we could beat the weather?
Don't you want to see me moving in the water?
Don't you wish that we could beat the weather forever?
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12. |
High Above Chicago
03:30
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I lost my way on a trip meant for two
We left our hearts in a suitcase, unused
High above Chicago
I’ll be home tomorrow
Flight patterns fight ‘gainst the weight of our world
I keep rehearsing these lines
When we meet face to face
Will it all fall away?
First steps and first words while I was away
Always believed that they’d get you to stay
I was in Chicago
You were gone tomorrow
Flight patterns fight ‘gainst the weight of our world
I keep rehearsing these lines
When we meet face to face
Will it all fall away?
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Fialta San Luis Obispo, California
We are David, Beth, Mike and Sarah --four best friends making pop music in California.
New album out Jan 1st, 2021!
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