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Euphoria
03:41
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Remember when you’d drive to distract a nervous mind?
Avoiding the street home till the low fuel light glows
And you’d find an empty lot, park the car, sit with your thoughts
Underneath the magnolia, sweet in euphoria
Where’s my euphoria?
Sometimes you think as if you’re lost in that dream
The one with the meadow and the twin oak trees
As he waves from the porch, wrapped around a little white house
And the closer you get, it drags farther south
And you don’t know if you’re meant to follow
And if you do go, is it just for a while?
Now back on the road, taking the long way home
It is late in the night, with the crooked street lights
Illuminating pine, as you are feeling alone
You pull into the drive and he still hasn’t shown
Just the scent of gardenia, floating in the air
And all of nostalgia, just lingering there
Where’s my euphoria?
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Little Teeth
03:29
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The pearly white buds
Are falling from the sky
Shaped like little teeth
In the water floating by
Don’t know who you are
But you’re there inside my mind
On a clear day I seek them
Careful not to miss my eye
I took a photo of
The bank that we stood on
Looking out over the river
As we talked about our lives
It was then that I saw you
In such a different view
Thinking maybe this time
I would stay to see it through
The little teeth buds
Are falling once again
From a tree just above
It’s where they start
It’s where they end
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If I Were A Willow
02:26
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If I were a willow, I would sway with every breeze
Keep you shaded from the heat
Let you rest below my leaves
And if I were a songbird, I’d be perched up on that tree
I’d be singing to you darling
Always crooning, always calling to thee
If I were a flower in a field of honey bees
I’d keep my pollen up my sleeves
For only you could have my sweets
And if I were a river, so calm and moved with ease
Let you glide in past the knees
Cool your skin within my stream
If I were a morning, I’d be quiet, soft and still
Lift the fog and early chill
Let you wake at your own will
And if I were an evening, filled with wine and company
Or solitude and tea
Would you like to stay with me?
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If I sit so still
Rid everything around me
I fall out of this body
And I stare right her
But she pays no mind
Not existing in this time
I am wandering around your block again
Yet still wondering if it’s just a thought I’m in
And if it be so, I hope you know
Because it’s funny but strange
How easily we make a memory
Seem better from far away
And if it be so, I’d want you to know
I keep the book you gave me
On my bedside table
And I flip through colored paper
Of all the plants and all the flowers
That do not grow here
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To Feel Alone
02:14
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What does it mean to feel alone?
With the subtle squeak of a loose floor board
The hum of the fridge turning on
The chimes in the wind, a distant song
The drip of the faucet, one by one
The creek that is moving over stone
The fire that crackles in the stove
And out in the garden, a rooster crows
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Would you close the door behind me?
I never thought I’d say it so kindly
I hope you find good company
I’ll be thinking of you softly
And it’s okay to feel lonely
It’s true that I know it well
But if you seek from that solely
It’s gonna hurt like hell
Could it be now that I am on the right road?
Even if I don’t know where it goes?
I used to think the directionless in me
Was the same thing as being free
But it’s okay to want something
That gives you endless joy
But if you thrive from that only
You might forget how to find it on your own
I think I am still learning slow
How to be alright on my own
It’ll take some time to feel at ease
To trust in knowing I am right where I should be
And it’s okay to feel lonely
It’s true that I know it well
But if you seek from that solely
It’s gonna hurt like hell
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Pretty View
02:49
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Stuck on a ledge, facing your death
With miles ahead, is a world only you’ve dreamt
Something unknown and cold to the bone
When light hits the edge, it takes you home
Changing through time, convincing it’s fine
To step a little over the line
To step a little over the line
What a pretty view
On the other end from you
Such a view
On the other end you knew
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I know of a comfort in the delicate threads
Entangled in limbs, just over my head
I see her, an orb weaver
Hanging on a dew covered web
Mighty and small, she spins her bed
And the strands they shimmer with wind
And I feel better, more than I ever did
Then I think on the time when it wasn’t just I
But two strangers side by side
In the weeds, reaching high
With the water moccasins
Peaking their heads out from under the crevices of stone
Along a creek that I’m just getting to know
As you give light and make a joke
And all my fear subsides and clears like smoke
Now all is lost in the thickness
Of the briar and the privet
I am waste deep and hidden
To further myself in it
Means letting go of the comfort I know
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9. |
Listen To Me Tomorrow
03:16
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Listen to me tomorrow
If it means you’ll hear it stronger
Than you would right now
When you’re way up in this cloud
And the view from below
Won’t clear up on its own
Listen to me tomorrow
Follow these thoughts that wander
Around your head
That you still haven’t let in
And the older you get
These words are left unsaid
Because you are so much more
Than what you might have ever been before
And you are capable and worthy of all love that might be at your door
So don’t you count on the past to distract or bypass
Your chance for growth - if it be fast, if it be slow
To become and to change, to finally arrange yourself
In a way that helps to find yourself
Listen to me tomorrow
I think you’ll hear it stronger
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Better Now
03:41
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There is a time, there is a place
I am sure of this
I can count and I can trace
Every line I made upon your face
What if I had left before it got bad
What if I had kept you closer than the sad
That followed me
In your little house
That followed me
All around your town
Confide in me
I won’t let you down
Can’t you see
I am better now
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