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Marienne
03:15
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Bubblegum girl's got a tongue for taffy taste
Bubblegum popping on her lips as she masticates
She'll chew a pack a day,
As she never ate
The dinner on her plate
For the flavor she can't replace.
Braces break from the gum she never spat out
Twisted teeth in a mangled amalgam mouth
An imperfect smile,
That the school compiled
For the yearbook photo
Warned of future frowns
Oh, Marienne...
College-bound with a heart for delinquent dates
She'll think of them at night in the dark while she masturbates
She's sneaking outside
In the middle of the night,
And slipping underneath his sheets
As he holds her tight
Cigarette mother with a backseat of bastard sons
The father left town when she just turned 21
She'll smoke a pack a day,
With her kids inside
No love in the house
In which they now reside
Oh, Marienne...
Grey old lady in a hospital bed
Cancer in her lungs, and a head filled with regret
Her sons don't come see the mother they resent,
For the apathetic, selfish life she always led
Oh, Marienne...
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Gena Noël
03:01
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Gena Noël, you've got roses in your cheeks
Ice in your eyes, and that smile so sweet
It keeps you frozen in my mind
Like fond memories of lazy afternoons
Cartoons on TV, caffeine and THC
It's the polka-dotted dress in my car's passenger seat
It's the soy in every latte' that I've given her for free
It's the laughter that we join in after smoking all that weed
It's those nights we spend indulging in our spontaneity
Gena Noël, you're such a mystery
You've got a name that I can't spell,
Thoughts I can't read
And isn't it strange,
How the things we understand the least
Are the most beautiful?
Oh, Genevieve, you're beautiful to me
She's a basket case
Who thinks she's much more trouble than she's worth
But I'm the writer of this song
And I mean every single word
From the interests we share
To all those endless conversations
I'm convinced you deserve my affection
Oh. Gena Noël, from the moment we met
The only thing that I could think
Is how I want to mean as much to you
As you already mean to me
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3. |
Traveler's Love
04:08
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You're a whisper in the wind to me,
Just adding to the noise of a home gone hollow
You're my river, but I long for the sea,
My current has an ebb and flow
Before the winter came, we planted seeds
Some seeds just aren't meant to grow
But I felt a shiver as you turned to leave,
As if my blankets had been turned to snow
Didn't you hear?
You were the only one I held so near
You were my roots
I just can't stay grounded for much longer, dear
When our love was ripe, you were all I need
And I know you can say the same
And if I gave you twice, I'd give you three times
If you asked me by my name
But darling, we were always plagued by asymmetry
I had to lean to walk your line
So determined, yet so incomplete,
That nothing mattered in a matter of time
Just so you know,
You were the only place that I ever called home
I stayed for awhile,
I just can't keep on saying, "when in Rome"
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Thirst
05:50
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You can lead a horse to water,
But some will swear you can't make them drink
Stranded out in the Sahara, with a stubborn mule
That's been pushed past the brink
And as the sun peels at my skin,
I see mirages in the dunes of sand up ahead
Delirious, and barely lucid, I traveled on
To prove a point, I assume
I'm gonna be out here awhile
Yeah, maybe I might die out here in awhile
But I get by
We all believe in isolation,
That our observations are astute
If I truly thought that I could cross the desert alone,
You'd find me buried in those dunes
Such is the nature of men,
We're confounded and blinded by our arrogance
Forming broad assumptions and extravagant ideas,
From perspectives paper-thin
And I'm repeating this history again
It's a lesson never learned, a message never heard
Wake me up to humility, 'cause I think I've got it
But that's always been a lie -
I'm a victim of my own pride
In the heat of the Middle East, I'd likely die
Before I realized I traveled so far in vain
What once appeared like an oasis,
Vanished into steam before my eyes
I cursed an unforgiving sky
For a riverbed that had always been dry
Between my distress, and my defeat
For a moment, my consciousness was clear
It was I who led the horse away from water,
And my fault I was here
I'm running on empty again
It's a penny never earned, another bridge I've burned
To a greener side of grass
If I wasn't such an ass,
Maybe I'd see the error of my ways
When my convictions hold too much sway
Planting trees, like the months turned to weeks in July,
Oh, I hadn't noticed the season changed
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5. |
Deafening Ambition
04:44
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I'm running out of patience
From watching myself grow
For years it's seemed like progress is slow
I'm running out of options
I've wasted time not choosing
Cause when you take what you can get,
You tend to wonder what you're losing
I'm running from my problems
'Cause I know I can't solve them
I'm just trying to forget that my life involved them
I'm running out of excuses
For who I am and what I want
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And I know that I've let you down
It's not that I don't owe you, It's that i still owe myself
'Cause I can't hear you over this song in my head
But you were right when you said
That I need to find the rhythm,
I wrote the melody instead
But you were right, yeah
That I need to find the rhythm,
I wrote the melody instead
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I'm falling in a habit of drinking on the workweek
Is there anyone out there?
Do we all have mood swings?
I'm falling in a routine
Of sleeping through the morning
I'm weary and tired from all these weeks of nothing
I'm falling out of love with
Every woman I did drugs with
When you spend your time wanting,
It makes you feel unwanted
I'm falling out of focus,
And I can't tell the things that matter
From the things that are just a blur
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And I know that I've blocked you out, believe me
It's not that I don't know you well,
It's that I still need to learn myself
'Cause I still can't imagine a life
Where we dress in suits and all believe in lies
And I can barely hear you speak
Over this song in my head
But you were right when you said
That I need to find the rhythm, I wrote the melody instead
But you were right, dad
That I need to find the rhythm,
I wrote the melody instead
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I'm running out of reasons
To keep changing with the seasons
No matter what the context.
I always find the same meanings
I'm falling out of contact
With my mother and father
I can't face my fears
They might have raised a failure
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