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1. |
Night
01:44
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(Instrumental)
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2. |
Weaving
05:26
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Took the highway away from you
And I took it alone
I’m lost in the dotted lines
Won’t you pick up your phone?
And I couldn’t see an eternity in you
So I’m back to the start again
Would you believe in uncertainty? I do
And ask her if she’ll marry me
Her eyes burn bright like fireflies
And they’re lighting up the night
Where’d they go?
What I’m achieving is love
I do believe that you’ve been sent from above
And if I am leaving then it’s not for long
You’ll still be weaving all the holes in my heart
You must have been heaven sent to find me
But heaven couldn’t tell
It always looked like you were hiding
You were never seen beside me
When I was stuck in hell
But I know what these pages read
And I know you couldn’t see
You couldn’t see
What I’m achieving is love
I do believe that you’ve been sent from above
And if I am leaving then it’s not for long
You’ll still be weaving all the holes in my heart
I am looking for a girl out there
Who can catch me when I fall
Sit and wonder bout the weather
Wearing rain-soaked overalls
Who can sit and watch the sun set
And help me squint these weakened eyes
Who can guide me through the darkness
Who can help me watch it rise
What I’m achieving is love
I do believe that you’ve been sent from above
And if I am leaving then it’s not for long
You’ll still be weaving all the holes in my heart
What I’m achieving is love
I do believe that you’ve been sent from above
And if I am leaving then it’s not for long
You’ll still be weaving all the holes in my heart
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3. |
April Song
03:06
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One foot in the ground, I said I’m running
One foot in the ground, I said I’m free
One foot on the other side
Not buried by the great divide
I’ll pick me up and find another me
Front door’s open wide and I am running
Back porch in the afternoon I’m gone
One more time in broad daylight
Don’t think I’ll last another night
Or find out if the road goes on and on
Hold me close with a wounded hand, I said I’m offering
Hold me tight and show me how to heal
Hold me close with a wounded hand I said “who’s offering?”
Hold me tight and let me know it’s real
I’m fixing up the story I have written
I’m trying to make it happier to read
I took out all the saddest parts
Like loneliness, and that’s a start
But that might be exactly what it needs
Hold me close with a wounded hand and save my city
Right here in the middle of the street
You kill me with a smile, what do you want from me?
I barely feel the ground beneath my feet
One thumb up could take me to the water
One thumb up could take me to the fields
One step left and I’ll be dead
A destination in my head
And where it is will never be revealed
And where it is will never be revealed
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4. |
What I Wouldn't Do
05:03
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What I wouldn’t do
Just for one chance
Or one try to figure out love
Looking up at you
From the bottom
Just hoping for a glance from above
What I wouldn’t choose
To be lonely for four long weeks
And then fifty-two more
So what have I got to lose?
And what can I say
Just to keep you on this side of the door?
Would you be blue
If you hadn’t read the news?
Remember your eyes have the right to refuse
You’re wasting your time
Stuck in the waiting line
Get on out you’ll be just fine
What I wouldn’t say
I guess it’s the price that we pay
For ignoring what’s said in our hearts
So why’d you wait until today?
I wish I could go back
I wish I could say that I knew from the start
Would you be blue
If you hadn’t read the news?
Remember your eyes have the right to refuse
You’re wasting your time
Stuck in the waiting line
Get on out you’ll be just fine
So where does that leave me?
And where does that leave you?
Would it leave us together if I only knew(?)
What I wouldn’t do
Just to tell you the truth
That I wrote this whole song about you
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5. |
Radio Silence
04:53
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The air is filled with vibration
And I can barely breathe, it’s so thick in my lungs
And all I feel is frustration
‘Cause all I ever hear is people speaking in tongues
Surrounded by questions of science
And I’m learning more any chance that I can
I’m drowning in radio silence
And I am losing air every time that I scan
I’m waiting my turn just to burn again
And I am wrapped around your arm like a tourniquet
And I’m not letting go
The Earth’s in perpetual showers
Of signals from afar that collide with my ears
As wide as the height of the towers
Reaching for the stars that we all engineer
So drive me away from reliance
On artificial sound, and keep going until
I’m lost in radio silence
I promise there is no insurmountable hill
If I make a sound I am earning it
And I’m still wrapped around your arm like a tourniquet
And I’m not letting go
And I’m not letting go
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A little late is when he finds her
A toned down version of himself
But from his own world he has grown away from lately
And they weren’t shopping from the same shelf
Trying to appeal to them
All while they peel him down
To something he can never hold dear
Like chasing arrows in the backyard
Their course is straight and sure
But not of where they’re headed
And he will follow them blindly
Until there’s nowhere left to land
He would shoot his arrows blindly
Never watching where they’d land
Never minding he was cutting his feet on twigs
Oh how he followed them so
Where, oh where did they go?
Like chasing arrows in the backyard
Their course is straight and sure
But not of where they’re headed
And he will follow them blindly
Until there’s nowhere left to land
Like chasing arrows in the backyard
Their course is straight and sure
But not of where they’re headed
And he will follow them blindly
Until there’s nowhere left to land
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7. |
85
03:09
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Who could possibly be so ecstatic
In the season where nothing can bloom?
When the rain was like radio static
And we sat in the living room
And the letters were all of them scattered
But the words like a miracle came
All ferocious like nothing else mattered
But your frown was satirical
That was the last time I saw you alive
When asked how you felt you replied “85”
If heaven exists then I’m sure you’ll arrive
Never worried by sharing the bottle
Or afraid to be taking it straight
With a hand always gripped on the throttle
And the will to accelerate
Like a kid on his third cup of coffee
Filled with milk from a cereal bowl
With ideas that had always seemed lofty
Would have rocked but you had to roll
That was the last time I saw you alive
When asked how you felt you replied “85”
If heaven exists then I’m sure you’ll arrive
So I’ll pick up where you went out
As if there was ever any doubt
That was the last time I saw you alive
When asked how you felt you replied “85”
If heaven exists then I’m sure you’ll arrive
That was the last time I saw you alive
When asked how you felt you replied “85”
If heaven exists then I’m sure you’ll arrive
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8. |
Back Where I Belong
07:09
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You wrote me a letter and told me you’d see me soon
On the back of a picture you took from your living room
You wrote it in April but I didn’t read it ‘til June
It said you were leaving, I worried that I’d be leaving too
Send me a rose so I know you arrived
Send me a sign
There used to be ghosts now I know they’re alive
Send me right back where I belong
Call it an omen or call it a small price to pay
I didn’t have my glasses and still saw it a mile away
I’ll call it frustration ‘cause I can’t find someone to blame
When it comes like a freight train and it hits you just the same
Send me a rose so I know you arrived
Send me a sign
There used to be ghosts now I know they’re alive
Send me right back where I belong
I made it through winter and noticed that nothing had changed
The book wasn’t different but just how the words were arranged
And call me a cynic because I had called it a waste
The thing’s I created, all of them were made to be replaced
Send me a rose so I know you arrived
Send me a sign
There used to be ghosts now I know they’re alive
Send me right back where I belong
Send me a rose so I know you arrived
Send me a sign
You were the last good thing in my life
So send me right back where I belong
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9. |
Five Months More
04:13
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The day will come soon
When I’ll fly away
Away from this room
And over the bay
And should I choose
And should I choose I can stay
I’ll sleep ‘til I wake
On a hot afternoon
Then see my own breath
In the light of the moon
And if I sleep
Then I will sleep until noon
I’ve opened the door
Could I survive five months more?
When all’s been said
What will I show?
And when I’m dead
Who’ll care to know?
And should I choose
And should I choose I can go
And when you find breathing’s a chore
Try to survive five months more
When each tear that’s cried falls to the floor
I’ll be alive five months more
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10. |
Morning
01:46
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(Instrumental)
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Adam Reczek New Hampshire
Organic, locally-grown New Hampshire folk rock.
It's "REE-zik"
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