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It's like waking up

to springtime in full bloom

all the flowers reaching upward

and it seems I've slept past noon

It's not the same

not the same as I remember

everything's a little different 

and she assures me... 

Don't think too much about it

it's probably not worth your time

be glad you're standing here

there's nothing lost to find

but I can hear the whispers

in the shadows of the corners

where no one wants to linger

they've swept away what's lost

It's like waking up. 

After a long dream

that I can't quite catch a glimpse of

down the rabbit hole

there's something

I've messed up

Don't think too much about it

it's probably not worth your time

be glad you're standing here

there's nothing lost to find

so pour the tea and grin

the chessboard's upside down

the oysters are all marching

and there's no one. 

No one's around... 

There was a time

when plane crashed took our heroes

or they were claimed by drugs

and rock and roll

Now everything isn't so simple

and time takes its toll

Time takes a heavy toll.

Days without number

one to the next

nights without slumber

seems what's best

watching it all go by and by

Sun slips down and sliding

coming up to fall behind you again.

Days without number

one to the next

nights without slumber

seems what's best

watching it all go by and by

but she finds the time

to go dancing in the rains when they fall

I lock those pictures in my mind

so they will come

on winter days when I call

Winter days when I call

when I call...

Remember back when they said we wouldn't amount to nothing?

then they just sort of forgot

we even existed

we called out the hypocrisy behind latch keys

cause no one ever really cared to listen

she cut her teeth on mixtapes

soaked in barlights

when the music played it was alright

and that was every night

we're still walking

we're still here

we're still walking

waiting for that day when we all disappear

Our prophets all got up and left us

those that came behind were all a mirage

our holy scriptures

were on the inside of album liners

so we could cover those songs

in our parents' garage

when the sun went down

it was like a Hallelujah chorus

because the daytime did nothing

nothing but bore us

We're still walking

we're still here

we're still walking

waiting for that day we all disappear

They always promised answers

but answers are something

you've got to know the questions for... 

Standing on a corner in the pouring rain

saw something in her

I didn't think I'd see again

She said, "there's something I can't understand, 

how a broken man can calm the seas, just by raising his hand."

I said, "Baby, I used to believe, but now I've got some doubts

eating at me."

Eating at me... 

Sweet little image in the fading scene

her pages filled rages all her screams she said... 

"I don't quite fit in with all the liars and the thieves, but

these could be my people, if they just let me breathe." 

If they just let her breathe. 

And it's better now than its been 

Someone told me to write to what I knew

so I wrote about drinking 

and I wrote about you. 

Someone told me I had it all figured out. 

I don't have a clue

what the fuck it's all about... 

So I pay my mistress

in time and blood

but these six strings keep treating me good

can't walk away from her or put her down

after all these years

I'm too far gone to help me now... 

And it's better now than its been.

Wind came down this morning

caught my attention in a different way

there were snippets of song that faded before long

though I begged it to stay.

Everything's looking a little shabby

tired of seeing so much fade to grey. 

Wheels turn the world's burning

as long as you're by my side

come what may. 

I've seen the sun setting pretty over the ocean

wanna see it go down over the other coast

wanna drag my feet in salty water

without getting dragged down by all my ghosts.

I can read the signs, between the lines

I kinda know what it is I need the most

take you by the hand to the sound of some 90s bands

see where it goes. 

When the moon whispers your time

you can't just let time go by

there's a song that won't wait long... 

and it's time for me to fly. 

An uncommon response

to uncommon times

circumstances redrew all the lines. 

The world came to a screeching halt

it's a wonder that we didn't go flying off. 

Sky was on fire

no one cared

lock all the doors come back from there

no more excuses no where to roam

stay home. 

The mornings got later

the night's got long

front porch jams were where we 

played our songs

I was reminded, right here is

where I always belonged

It's too easy to settle here

things that were hazy now seem clear

no more excuses no where to roam

stay home. 

and it's peculiar

I'm supposed to want to go back

to what they say is normal

but normal wasn't working

anyway.... 

There's grey in my beard

a couple more lines on my face

but your beauty is something 

time won't erase

There's nothing that I 

want more than to be in this place

Sky was on fire but no one cared

lock all the doors

come back from there

no more excuses no where to roam... 

Stay home... 

She said something meaningful

washed out in maudlin

he forgot to care

might have been important

probably should have listened

already moved on from there

Putting up with people should be a spectator sport

can't draw up the feeling that they want anymore

wanna know a secret?

don't knock down my door, anyway... 

It's nothing personal

I've got nothing to say

Just doing what it takes to get through the day

Empty threats and promises

baked into top playlists

for attention spans grown too short

30 seconds not long enough

to explore the changes

what's any of this for... 

They took all out statements in a little black book

no one will ever give them a second look

does your apathy let you off the hook? 

do you know? 

It's nothing personal I've got nothing to say

Just doing what it takes to get through the day

It's nothing personal

doesn't really matter anyway

Not sure anyone's been listening... 

just glad we got a chance to play. 

It's all la, la , la ,la , la la, la anyway.... 

They put the names of all the best drunks on the wall

we all been there a couple of times...

for anyone on the outside looking in

it seems a bit forced

she thinks it's fine

it's all la, la, la, la, 

The night's been passing by

no point to worry about the why

kaleidoscopes of disappointment

in the lights burning up the walls

empty threats written on bathroom stalls.

Somewhere in the faded noise

like a picture on the wall

a band, struggles to be heard

it's not what they always dreamed it would be

where something brighter

might have hung on every well written word

Nothing changes

nothing's new

beautiful strangers

without a clue

drowning in lost time

and alcohol

it's just a temporary respite

all in all.... 

Up down run around

they tell you they got it figured out

nothing makes sense to you

father, son, holy ghost? 

which one do you fear the most,

when you got nothing to lose?

Get high, go low

go fast, now slow

anyway that seems the best

they pick you up

they put you down

the minute that you wear a frown

better not second guess

and it goes down smooth

everybody here got nothing to prove

Day night

black or white

nobody wants a fight

spinning forward backward again

quiet loud

humble proud

tell me, can you dig it now? 

got to take it while you can...

Red green

no in between

a 1000 miles a minute or more

hair on fire

down to the wire

til the day we will expire

that's what we're doing it for

and it goes down smooth

everybody here got something to prove

Give it just a minute

give it just a minute to rest

end it or begin it

in it just to win it

just don't second guess

and it goes down smooth

everybody here got something to prove

can you dig it? 

Counting down again

All these things that stay the same

And you're looking back at me

Autumn leaves begin to change

Time passes love remains

And you're looking back at me

I will not let myself forget

Faces and places time not wisely spent

I will not let myself forget

So when I'm old and lying in my bed

I won't choke on regrets

Empty spaces fill them up

Empty faces blind luck

Still you're looking back at me

More than you wanted to

Look at me chasing you

And you're looking back at me

I will not let myself forget

So when I'd old and lying in my bed I won't choke on regrets

It's something I've been working on

A simple self improvement, don't worry I won't take long

 Out of the darkness and into the light
got a new pair of boots a pack of Parliament lights
you know she's feeling fine. 
Been a little while since she hit the town
bad decisions and all the hipsters keeping her down
that ends tonight. 

Ooh
Everybody's looking but she's not pushing
High Kings and beat boys
but she knows it just takes time 
Not looking for solutions pushing her evolution
she's got a soft spot for all the nice boys
it just takes time
ooh

Headlights then the barlights
out of control tailspins and a couple of fistfights
you know she don't mind
In the dark rooms where the music hits
with a bunch of lost souls and the broken misfits
it's been in short supply

ooh
Everybody's dancing worrying about romancing
every eye is on her but she knows
it just takes time
not looking for solutions just pushing her evolution
she's still got a soft spot for all the nice boys
it just takes time

Everybody's moving but she's not pushing
she's got a ride home after last call
it's gonna take some time
not looking for solutions just pushing evolution
she broke the hearts of all the nice boys
 it just took time.  

I thought there'd be more quicksand

I thought things would make sense

I was prepared for pools filled with piranhas

Not 401ks and that nonsense

Thought there'd be more  chases

Or maybe a great white shark

 I'd like some thing to explode behind me

And then the screen goes dark

Everything's so  normal

So mundane

I'm half way through this thing called life

And most days feel the same

I thought there'd be more quicksand

I thought there'd be better parties

I was ready to "just say no"

 I thought people would just offer you drugs

and that just isn't so

I expected cooler people

Or at least less assholes

Pretty witty  girls hanging in coffee shops

Or some ride or die best bros

Everything's so normal

So damn blah

I'm half way through this thing called life

And I feel like I've seen it all.

I thought there'd be more quicksand.

I thought we'd play festivals

for bigger crowds

Girls would throw their underwear at us

While everyone screamed real loud

But I'm set up in this corner

Playing for you

Getting paid barely enough

To even cover my booze

So this is my normal

I guess that's ok

At least I woke up on the right side of the dirt,

And get to do another day

But it's so normal

so mundane

I'm halfway through this thing called life

and I've gotta say... 

I thought there'd be more quicksand. 

Rain is pounding at my roof

lines are hard to see and they're the only proof

of forward motion in my life right now

blurred headlights and a wiper beat

pedals humming at my feet

next to me, an empty seat

where you, should be, right now. 

and it's been taking so long

to get it all written out in song

every last little reminder

of this place in time

everybody got to make it home

no one should be alone

everybody got to make it home tonight

a strange semblance of ordinary

maybe that's what I find so scary

that we just take things as they are

and so I run far

the highway's full of lost souls

broken dreams and faded goals

everyone driving but

no one knows where to go.

everybody got to make it home

no one should be alone

everybody got to make it home tonight

it's too easy

to get lost walking the ghost

caught up in what ifs and why nots

you miss

what matters most

and the regrets, of what you forgot. 

drive it on home. 

 I breath is short every single time
you are calling my name
my heart beats fast and my knees are weak
and I know you're to blame

Feels like I can't stop moving
I can't even slow down
it's like my thoughts are racing
whenever you come around

loving you is like a race I've been running
Loving you is my favorite thing to do.

I know that you been thinking
you might be feeling it too
I got a little news for you
you don't have a clue

Cause when I set my sights on something
it always comes my way
I know your heart's been racing
let me tell you something, it's your lucky day

Lovin you is like a race I've been running
lovin you is my favorite thing to do

I'm not one for begging
that's something I won't do
Tired of running circles around you 

Lay down your worries

Leave the weight of the time outside my door

pushing and pulling

 running just to stand still

Getting crushed by that same boulder

 rolling down that same hill

but ..Fade from the day into me

Eventually

Fade from the day into me

Sunsets sinking faster

Day runs right through days

Left reaching for what matters

Caught up in a grey haze

It should be more simple,

More simple than this

Pushing for what should be

Never satisfied with what is

I need you to

Fade from the day into me

Slowly

Fade from the day into me

Completely

I 've been walking and I've been talking

But no one seems to care

And autumn's coming and I'm all alone

All alone, and I know I need to be somewhere.

But I am stalled 

Summer fades in watercolor sunsets

blurry in her mind

eyes turned towards something greater

we're all running out of time

there was supposed to be something more than

something more than this

in the daylight what was fine looks shabby

betrayed, by a kiss

and she says

tell me how to pull all the strings back together

how do you make the broken people whole?

When did it all come unraveled?

When did we lose all control?

And the people all go walking

on and on and on

eyes turned towards what was promised

not realizing what was gone

and sometimes she wishes she was sleeping

all this going by in her dreams

she sits and writes ages of pages

it's all exactly what it seems

and she writes

tell me how to pull the strings back together

how do you make the broken people whole

when did it all come unraveled?

when did we lose all control? 

(it was an early autumn night

when she finally gave up

they said she made one phone call

before she went dancing with the train

when they packed up her things

and put everything that was a life

into a shoe box

they found a napkin from that corner bar

we stopped going to

with the secret of life written on it) 

tell me how to pull all the strings back together

how do you make the broken people whole?

when did it all come unraveled?

when did we lose all control?

when did it all come unraveled?

when did we lose all control?