1. |
Change Your Mind
02:19
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If you can change your mind, you can change yourself
Only you decide, yeah, nobody else
If you wanna be good to your baby
Do you wanna be good to your baby?
Like it’s a goddamn cruise, you coast your way through life
On the same old excuses, only you decide
If you wanna be good to your baby
Do you wanna be good to your baby?
I watched the earth open its mouth up wide
I saw the ground, through all its teeth, swallow a vanishing child
I saw the logical ends of enforced self-denial
So know: The story you tell yourself about your lot in life
Need not be your lot defined
So go and tell whatever story you like
You’ve just got to be good to your baby
And we all
We share a common excuse
And we are
We are, we are, we are
We are all waiting on you
With the ground open wide
You’ve got to be good
And we are, we are, we are
We are all waiting on you
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2. |
One Thing
02:28
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I got this one thing
I got this one thing I don’t tell no one
No, I don’t tell no one
And it’s dancing on the tip of my tongue
And it’s begging me to let it out
I got this one thing I don’t tell
No, I don’t tell no one who’s asking around
Forever, I don’t care about what they’re talking about
The politics of love and the future don’t mean nothing
You’ll only see me running when they’re coming around to save me
Tell ’em I’m not coming out
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3. |
Cool Generator
02:27
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Staring through the shade of a dark window
I didn’t know where I’d end up
And I was watching you go
I saw the writing through the crack of the squad car door
It said “What you think they’re taking you for?”
We walk too close to the radar
We got the most to lose and they know
That we walk too close
But you and me, we got a cool generator
So you and me, we walk too close to the radar
Staring on out, it’s a cool sunny day though
Through the car window
They’re driving you home
In the eyes of every cop, don’t it seem to say
“It’s criminal. It’s written in the code of your DNA.”
But the pillage and the take, it don’t ever stop
‘Cause that’s the way they generate, oh
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4. |
Spirit FM
02:19
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Radio blaring incantations in my ears again
I gasp for the comfort of the air
And hear the same rote Holy Marys
Every morning at 6 a.m.
I jolt awake and I start to heave
‘Cause I’d prayed the lord watch over me
But I saw your face there in my dreams
My wicked mind, this troubled sleep
Oh oh, tuning out the radio, I’m
Oh oh, losing faith again
Oh oh, learning from the devil how to
Drown out the Spirit FM
Saved seats at worship
There’s not a prayer to get you out of my head
I bore my fears out to the pastor
He said “Daughter, if you touch her
You’ll be paying in the kingdom ahead”
I couldn’t lay my troubles down
I touched your hand, I bore the crown
These sacred walls came crumbling down
I fear the wrath, I feel your power
Oh oh, tuning out the radio, we’re
Oh oh, losing faith again
Oh oh, learning from each other how to
Drown out the Spirit FM
Everybody wants it, but no one thinks about it
They tell you there’s a heaven, but you’re not allowed in
Keep it to yourself now, don’t say nothing aloud
When they find out what we do, they’re gonna do something about it
Everybody wants it, but no one thinks about it
They tell you there’s a heaven, but you’re not allowed in
You keep it to yourself now, don’t say nothing aloud
’Cause what’s coming out the airwaves, it’s gonna drown us out
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5. |
Family Secret
02:17
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Help me out
I don’t know what you’re talking about
When you send me off to play with the neighbors
There’s something I can’t figure out
You’re all cold
And I’d hoped you’d act a little bit more
Like on any other day
But now there’s something left to say that you won’t
So down doobie do da da
Don’t tell me not to play in the neighbor’s yard
’Cause I’m stayin out ’til dark
’Til you tell what you’re not letting on
Tell me what’s been going on
Your old ghosts
They’re moved on in and living with us
And I’ve heard you on the phone
Whispering “Someone else is home”
But it’s just us
And you’re cold
And it’s like you think I don’t even know
And I just don’t understand now
Why you wanna leave me alone
Down in the cellar, there’s something, I swear
‘Cause on the days that I stay home from school
I always find a reason to keep me in suspicion
I know, I know, I know
I’m to mind my own business, but there’s a little difference
When you’re living in the great unknown
It’s tearing me apart and I can tell there’s something wrong
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6. |
Give It A Shot
02:31
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Give it a shot
If you stand it alone
Give it a shot
You can make it on your own
If all you want
Is a license to go
Give it a shot
You won’t suffer through no more
Well, I’ve seen you see the light, but you still cower in the dark
You’ve got some certain shaking certainty that he’s your only shot
You’re just holding on to him ’cause you think loving you’s too tough
Well, come on
It’s the language of a cynic that still keeps you holding on
Though you can hear the trembling in it when you listen close enough
You're not asking why it hurts, you're wondering if it hurts too much
Well, come on
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7. |
Out Of Reach
04:24
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Caught up in the daily forecasts, basking in the sun
Oh, how it hurt to squint at decades still to come
While the blaring television boasted of our skill
The imminence, it gripped you early on
Fearful child
You'd lie awake at night
In bleak envisioning, visioning
A prophet’s end
Through a heretic lens
Nobody listening, listening
Every blackened night
Every temperature rise
We are the fire
We give off light
By the time we could admit we’d foreseen the effects
You’d spent a lifetime mapping outlooks of the wreck
Drink it down, cough it up
Torrid air fills your lungs
If not the best that’s left, what’s left is left for us
Circling high
Above the rising tide
It seemed so out of reach, out of reach
The clouds that rise
Up through a darkened sky
Warm from the air we breathe, air we breathe
Every blackened night
Every temperature rise
We are the fire
We give off light
And every faded hope
Every hallowed divide
We are the air
The ardent denial
Every blackened night
Everywhere you walk, there’s a dark cloud forming
Even where you are, it’s a perfect storm and
Everywhere you walk, there’s a dark cloud forming
Even where you are, even where you are
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8. |
Crushed Out
02:31
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It was a strange infatuation
I couldn't place it at the time
But now it seems as if my mind
Was all stopped up with you
I had no sense of aspiration
I didn't know, I guess it's fine
But now it seems so obvious
Did it seem so obvious?
Through all my fits of desperation
Sharing looks and passing notes
What did you make of what i wrote?
What could I ask of you?
The weeks of strained communication
Could you read between the lines
Or was it just so obvious?
It was a strange infatuation
I didn’t have the words to say yet, to be fair
Crushing out that way
It would be years before I’d face it
But it was just so obvious
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9. |
Shut Your Eyes
03:26
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Cruising around, it’s those late summer mornings
Dragging you down whole under a long, descending sky
You shut your eyes, shut your eyes
Stomach in knots, excuse yourself and leave the party
Echoing thoughts, spinning over in your mind
You’re wasting time, wasting time
Sun sinking low, chase it on, oh
Down to the road’s horizon
Thundering pulse, the moment slows
And oh, it ticks on by, yeah
Miles to go, the wind blows,
You try to force a smile, yeah
The season’s brought a single thought
Plays over in your mind, yeah
Everything dies, everything dies
You shut your eyes, shut your eyes
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10. |
Vessels
03:26
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Blood or election
Am I the choice you'd have made if you had known
The daughter I’d make and the dreams that you’d let go?
Sick of could-have-beens,
I’ll settle for distance and matters we ignore
Freeing myself from the heaviness of hope
Vessels and lore
Wilt and wither within me
Bled to the core
You live on without me
Your quiet rejection
The brick in my stomach as I reach for the phone
That tethers me still to a long-forgotten home
A severed connection
Cut for my own protection
The will that it takes to be seen as my own
Blood or election
Would you have chose if you had known
A single direction
For the one you call your own
Live on without me
Within these vessels
It's all coulda been, coulda been
For the one you call your own
Vessels and lore
Live on without me
It's all coulda been, coulda been
For the one you call your own
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11. |
Wishing
01:16
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Everybody wants to know:
“What are you gonna be?”
A handful of hours of air inside your lungs
But we've got months of dreams
We build a world around you
In the foolish belief:
There is a nobleness to these projections
Whispered as you sleep
I know these wishes get so heavy
And oh, sometimes they make us blind
I’ll try to see you as you are
Dwindling households and fictional scenes
My mother lamenting the vanishing vision of what she saw for me
Quelling the forecast of roads up ahead
These are the lives that we never stop wishing we'd lived instead
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12. |
Missing You
02:53
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I was a fool, just running ’round on my own then
I played it cool with the boys at the end of the bar
Though I might say I didn’t have a care in the world then
It wasn’t true: I was missing you
We took a walk down 17th in the moonlight
I held my breath at the step by the edge of your door
And I nodded yes when you said “Hey, is everything alright?”
But it wasn’t true: I was missing you
Something inside told me I shouldn’t do
Things that set my heart racing, the dreams I held to
So I wrapped them up tight and hid them from view
And gave them a name I called “Missing You”
Every cop in the city and the family I knew
The church and the pastor all said I shouldn’t do
But their pleas for contrition just couldn’t break through
Not one of them stronger than missing you
The cops in the city, yeah, and everyone I knew
The church and the pastor couldn’t tell me what to do
Their pleas for contrition, yeah, well, none of them broke through
Not one of them was stronger than missing you
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