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Josephine
03:01
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"Come Josephine in my flying machine,
We could leave them all behind."
"Oh no Icarus, I think I'll stay right here
This ground hurts but you know, it's mine."
"What about the sea we could visit the shore?
It's not so far away."
"Oh no Icarus you know I don't have the knees for it
I love you but not today."
Oh, the seasons here are strange enough for me
I need the rhythm and rhyme
I know it must pain you to see me stay the same you,
Go on I'll be just fine
You go on and be just fine
More than fine in time
"Fine Joe you'll stay, I'll stay, we'll stay,
I just can't stand to lose ya."
"No, just go, you'll miss it all more,
You say it's enough I don't believe ya."
I just can't stand to get in your way
Maybe once more we will meet someday
"Now's not the time, no it's gone in the breeze,
So long Icarus, sail on with ease"
Oh the seasons here are strange enough for me
I need the rhythm and rhyme
My feet are my own, my heart is my home,
My shadow is by my side
You go on and be just fine,
More than fine in time
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2. |
Better
04:15
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If I could give you a better heart to heave you know I would
If I could give you a softer song to seethe you know I would
And we'd be dancing
And you would be free from the falls
And I'd feel better
And you'd feel nothing, feel nothing at all
So hold this habit, like you need it
Twist this torso til you can feel it
Oh, I know you're not falling apart
Oh, I'm so good at falling apart
And I know better, I know better
I know better, I know better
I know better, I know better
Than this
If I could drink from the river I'd love to love to quench your thirst
If I could hold this head up well, maybe then I'd have left you first
But I know better than to wish on dying stars
And you know better than to dance all over broken hearts
So hold this habit, like you need it
Twist this torso til you can feel it
Oh, I know you're not falling apart
Oh, I'm so good at falling apart
And I know better, I know better
I know better, I know better
I know better, I know better
Than this
I know better than this
I know better than all of this
Than all of this
Than all of this
Than all of this this this
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3. |
Nightmare
02:38
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All of these leaves fall right at my feet
And whisper to sit and pray
I gazed at the moon and started to swoon
Begged her to take me away
Well one night I dreamt I dreamt and I wept
And it was all misunderstood
The back of my eyelids filled up all the silence
While my mind was up to no good
And I disagree that all that we see
Is all that we'll have everyday
You were named by a river, came down with a fever
Too bold to want to stay
Oh I long to be free but there's some of me
That's terrified of this mind
And you were so free like a sail on the sea
I thought you were just my kind
And one night a tree fell right at my knee
And it was a weeping willow
I cried and I cried and we looked inside
To see that it was all hollow
Well who dug it out? Who dug it out?
And left it lying quite bare?
The soil reclaimed it, the stars, they did tame it,
You said, "don't look back, don't you dare."
Well I think it might have been a nightmare
Then the night faded without a care
Well I think it might have been a night mare
Well I think it might have been a night mare
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