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Gravitational Collapse
03:42
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I saw a star collapse the other day
Backwards fireworks to black-holed oblivion
I traced the scar on your back across the state line
It was a statewide emergency
I checked the map, I was going the wrong way
I knowingly continued anyway
Honey, by the time that you read this note you’ll learn you can’t turn back the clock
You can’t take it back
You can’t take it with you
Do you take me for a fool?
I guess I am
Pick up the slack
Pick up the pace
Can’t you look me in the eyes?
Come and say that to my face
I saw a star collapse the other day
In the headlines
I was in line at the grocery
Thumbed through the photos so I could shake my head
I’m always shaking my head
I checked the time and I realized I was late
I knowingly took my time anyway
Darling, I mean it when I said, “you can’t turn back the clock”
Stop looking at the wall
There’s no use keeping score
There’s no time to repeat
I said there’s no time
Stop looking back
Stop pressing rewind
By the time I count to three
You will awaken from your sleep
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2. |
Always Never
03:44
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I am always never angry at the things that you have done
that I have done (I'm sorry)
I am always never searching for meaning in things
where there’s no meaning
or where it means nothing
Sometimes I’m sliding down like quickstand
sometimes I’m floating in the sea
Sometimes the weight’s too much to carry
Those days I won’t let you carry me
Sometimes there’s glitter in the pavement
sometimes the wind chimes through the trees
sometimes I feel numb
sometimes I feel just too damn young to see
I am always never waiting
Trying not to anticipate
or think on things that have not yet come
or think on things when its too late
I am always never patient
Trying to walk that tightrope line
of inaction and of action
sometimes I need to take it one toe at a time
If I concentrate on breathing
and let my lungs just guide me
I control the wind and the rain completely
But that need for control is dead weight tied to my feet
I gotta quit to try
I gotta quit to try
If I keep quiet and keep moving
Maybe the moon beams will find me
Make the tides align, Make the tides align
When I focus my bat signal
will you come and rescue me?
Those silly scenes are for the movies, Jaime
If you buckle down and focus
Maybe one night you’ll finally see
That you’re doing fine, you’re doing just fine
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3. |
Reasonable Satisfaction
02:01
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4. |
Falls Apart
04:07
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5. |
Stand in Your World
03:47
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6. |
Live Like Machines
04:10
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We get so distracted
By tv screen
Its bright lights and colors
We live like machines
We numb our perceptions
Based on false beliefs
Our maps are inaccurate
We see one-dimensionally
Where did I learn this was it always a part of me?
I walked through the woods
And the deer ran away from me
As if I should have understood
I violated their trust
Centuries ago
The carbon we’re made of
Remains the same
Our atoms keep changing
But we came from stardust
And back to dust we go
Now the birds surf the ocean
While the flood lights bathe me
It’s all ones and all zeros
I can never get clean
The rabbits sleep with one eye open
They keep watch over me
They know our habits destroy us
We live like machines.
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