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ashes ii
03:28
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i heard all yr things are packed up in boxes
and i heard yr landlord he fucked up the process
and i've heard a lot of things but i haven't heard from u
i hope that u could get back yr deposit
and i hope yr demons escaped from yr closet
and part of me hopes there's a part of u that still wants me too
and i wonder
now that i'm gone do u still sleep w/ the lights on?
or has some other spark kept u safe n warm in the dark
i'm a casualty of casual and maybe that's the new normal
and that'll have to be acceptable
cuz gradually i find
that yr not constantly on my mind
and we don't have to return
to what we came from after the burn
cuz i've gotten used to sleepin alone
but i wouldn't mind if you asked me to come home
and gradually i've found
that i can breathe when yr not around
but if u still wanted us
we could leave our past in the dust
cuz gradually i find
that yr not constantly on my mind
and we don't have to return
to what we came from after the burn
cuz i've gotten used to sleepin alone
but if u asked i would run the whole way home
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2. |
june on the west coast
04:21
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i spent a week drinking the sunlight in winnetka, california
where they understand the weight of human hearts
you see, sorrow gets too heavy and joy it tends to hold you
with the fear that it eventually departs
and the truth is i’ve been dreaming of some tired tranquil place
where the weather won’t get trapped inside my bones
and if all my years of searching find one sympathetic face
then it’s there i’ll plant my seeds and make my home
i spent a day dreaming of dying in valencia, california
where all the green of life had turned to ash
and i felt i was on fire with the things i could've told you
i just assumed that you eventually would ask
and i wouldn’t have to bring up my so badly broken heart
and all those months i just wanted to sleep
and though spring it did come slowly, i guess it did its part
my heart has thawed and continues to beat
i visited my sister on the outskirts of los angeles
where the suburbs and the city become one
and we talked about our childhood like a dream we were convinced of
that perfect peaceful street where we came from
and i know she heard me strumming all those sad and simple chords
as i sat inside my room so long ago
and it hurts that she's still aching from those secrets that were told
by a car closed up too tight and a heart turned cold
and i went to san francisco, the birthplace of the movement
and i watched the people dance under the moon
and there was a girl i knew there, one more potential lover
i guess that something’s gotta happen soon
cuz i know i can’t keep living in this dead or dying dream
and as i walked through the castro and drank with her
i thought about my true love, the one i really need
with eyes that burn so bright they make me pure
they make me pure, they make me pure; i long to be with you
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john hughes
04:55
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it's not getting colder and we’re getting older
we’re tryna dig out what was buried deep down
it's ensnared in roots and dirt and excavation’s gonna hurt
and i know what i’m looking for, but i don’t know what i’ll find
it's not what we planned; it’s not what we wanted
but this is the hand we’ve dealt ourselves
and i know i can’t do what i want so badly to
cuz all that i want is to ask you
can i come over?
cuz i can’t do this alone
and i know you shouldn’t
but only you feel like home anymore
no matter what shore we’re on
just hold me and we can pretend
if we don’t speak that this will not end
please don’t break the spell
we’ve got so much more to tell
you asked me bout religion
and i asked if i could come in to grab my guitar
(you were close but so far)
cried outside the parking lot on the corner god forgot
cuz i remember every last part
all the times we held hands,
all the times we watched bands play in yr garage
(now feels like a mirage)
all the plans that we made that have now been replaced
by my flawless facade
(act like i dont want you but all i want is you)
can i come over?
cuz i can’t do this alone
and i know you shouldn’t
but only you feel like home anymore
no matter what shore we’re on
just hold me and we can pretend
if we don’t speak that this will not end
please don’t break the spell
we’ve got so much more to tell
but this ain't a movie
and god only knows what comes next
you see right through me
shine yr light and see what projects on the big screen
things previously unseen
(ill) melt with you just like celluloid
the flames kiss you
what’s saved can’t be destroyed
burn the theatres down
freeze frame like john hughes now
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4. |
"ditto"
03:04
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after our demise i wake up at sunrise
not by choice but by calling
faint orange on my wall like we never saw at all
i get up but feel like im falling
and please dont apologize for all of the times that we
meant to say things that we didn’t
we both hurt in the end but yr still my best friend
but for now i think i’ll stay hidden
maybe someday we can try again
maybe someday we’ll circumvent our circumstances
maybe someday we can make amends
but for now i think i’ll stay hidden
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5. |
dandelion seeds
02:43
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lavender menace New York
power pop for yr soul
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