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restless

i'm worn down to my last few layers on my last eulogies and prayers now i'm trying to forget my thinking just you and i, my shallow breathing now that weight that i'm never without alone with my doubts these old ghosts that haunt me are rattling their chains in rhythm and time with my pain i block outside contact, no making amends the truth is i could use a friend maybe inside i’m still that kid in his headphones sometimes running to hide like that kid in his headphones just longing to find a way home these old ghosts that haunt me are rattling their chains in rhythm and time with my pain the noise sometimes broken by melodies shared and maybe you're listening somewhere

true north

throw me in back with the wires and the wood cables and speakers pedal down into cold let's cut some ice on the paths that we took when younger and weaker every road leading home through chicago we're tracing steps in january snow no matter where we go enamored by the romance of the road no matter where we go loaded with coffee, south from milwaukee i'm staring down this pavement with you in our van with our friends hoping this won't end my hope is in this pavement and you we're tracing steps in january snow no matter where we go enamored by the romance of the road no matter where we go i'll do my best with whatever is left our only mistake was to never have left i might miss a note, but tonight i won't let you down not gonna let you down

hostage

she had me drowning in her smile from the start that girl subdued every part of me she burned ignition to my gasoline heart but we never got far did we things were so simple when we drove to the lake before a costly mistake to come she brought her love and trust with daggers and knives and i ignored any call to run and then she cut me open and left me broken into pieces i needed faith and healing but she just took the pieces that she needed she took me hostage and she put me underground no one could hear me make a sound now she took me hostage and she made sure to leave a mark she did her worst work in the dark now she traced her finger down the line of my jaw her scent and touch gave me a feeling, real and raw her heart became a barrier my loudest screams could never reach her she took me hostage and she put me underground no one could hear me make a sound now she took me hostage and there were no words i could say to ever take her pain away ripping each of your thorns out to break free and i'm still taking all the damage and the fire with me is this what you would tell your diary while i lay broke?

almost

can you feel the disconnection when we speak? it reminds me of those nights she "fell asleep" but tell me your stuff tell me all your secrets tell me how each crack caused bone to break tell me what you want tell me that you need this tell me what his worst left in its wake so i almost made you almost stay inside the love you gave and the difference that it made there are parts that I still miss i'm still writing all of this maybe tonight i'll find escape inside each nuance of your kiss tell me your stuff tell me all your secrets tell me how each crack caused bone to break tell me what you want tell me that you need this tell me what his worst left in its wake so i almost made you almost stay inside the love you gave and the difference that it made

the same things

there's resolution in the words that you use words that changed me i've got substitutions for particular truths i hope they'll save me deadweight familiar concrete under our feet, under our feet we reason we know stone to speak the same things we say we want we turn our backs on time and time again there's a static in his signal to you she never fills the holes in your heart like she used to assurances like serenades from the moon transactions in our exits once again the same things we say we want we turn our backs on time and time again there's a broken picture frame of a love you knew adjacent to the skeleton excuses that you used we're stumbling to the floor in nearly everything we do we turn backs on time and time again

reach

if there is one thing that i'm sure of it's that i'm actually not sure at all and i've grown tired of this kind of racing but lately my mind has an iron resolve there's been enough to prompt my leaving if i could somehow just reach out my hand to your face just to touch you to hold you and feel you believe send every car the police and the guards cause i'm sure you committed a crime here I'm victimized by the sounds that you make even your smile is in on the take the morning knows you'll always be there but the truth is i don't have a say at the end of the day it's just me, you, & these motions we go through don't tell me that you don't believe send every car the police and the guards cause i'm sure you committed a crime here i swore off the pedestals for all my voids i break all my vows for the sound of your voice i could accept and hold strong if i could just stop singing all of the words to your song

leaving in july

tonight i'm reaching out to you in stereo sound this sky is bleeding memories that will rip the sun down you left me in july but when this record plays it's like you're with me i've been giving all i have and putting someone else first and opening my heart only to make me feel worse five years now you've been gone so i tell these things to songs just like you're with me

you're so far away these conversations seem to have a time and a place just for a moment, glad and sorry, i almost see your face a song that makes you real a song that makes me feel like you are with me and there are songs that bring you back guess when you're leaving in july the goodbyes come too fast although the moment never lasts, songs bring you back you're so far away i keep our melodies as memories in my bones you seem to almost appear when i hear them alone i want to scream each note out loud until they reach you in the clouds just like you're with me

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