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Solitude
06:11
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What made you feel alive, back in the day?
What kept the hours from feeling all the same?
Nothing does, anymore
I'm so afraid, I'm so afraid
That I could crawl on that same floor
I'd do a hundred things, to get some change
Aching for a visit or for anything you'd say
But I've got no integrity
I'm so ashamed, I'm so ashamed
But apathy comes naturally
I think I need some solitude
To figure out what's wrong with me and you
I think I need some saving grace
And real good look at the good Lord's face
I think I need some Solitude
I wanted something cinematic
But all I've ever been is melodramatic
I waste my time, and I waste my breath
There's just about nothing left
I can't stand by what I say
Some useless little past time is always getting in the way
So I've been saying less and less
If you don't know well I think that's best
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What Can I Do?
03:49
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I look for words to say that I have none
I look for fixes for things I've never done
And I want you but I won't say that you're the one
I waste my days worrying 'bout days yet to come
I run away in hopes I will be followed
I turn my back hoping that you'd grab my collar
I try real hard to sound like I don't bother
Take what I can chew but not what I can swallow
Chorus
What can I do? Your thoughts are all I think
What can I do? It's how an island sinks
What can I do?
It makes me so sad to think how I want you but
What can I do?
A name, a face, a stranger at the best
You fight the urge to run up and confess
Things that mean so much to someone who means less
You fight the feeling God don't stand by what he says
Chorus
You look so mean when you turn your back on me
You smile so hard, to hide, but I can see
And I'm so see-through from the holes you put in me
Now if alone is what I want, alone is what I'll be
Chorus
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It's Not Sad
05:41
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What I Said
04:00
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Drivin home, I wish I was alone. But I’m with people who don’t see me
They’re not unloving, but they think my thoughts are unbecoming. I just don’t know how to be
When I go, will they know, what I meant by what I said
What I said
I’ve got dreams, and I think I have the means, but I know it’s making people nervous
And I think you know, that I can’t help but go, I know it feels like a disservice
Chorus
Tire screech, a belly full of bleach, I know it really isn't worth it
‘Cause I may be sad, but some people got it bad, and there is no need to unearth it
Chorus
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Ain't No Man
04:57
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Be the kind of person I won't be asking questions to know
Come with something to show
I'm learning how to be and I'm feeling how to feel alone
And I'll be coming full grown
Chorus:
And ain't no man, gonna keep me away
Ain't no man gonna make me stay
From Phoenix, Arizona to Nashville, Tennessee
I got places to be
Up North the coast to Portland, down to Louisianne
I need to place my hands
Chorus
I might leave you for the mountains, leave you for the sea
But you could stick with me
You'd better leave me for the highway, leave me for the road
If I can follow in tow
Chorus
Be a music man
Be a tambourine man
Be a rambling man
Be in the potter's hands
And then ain't no man gonna keep me away
Ain't no man gonna make me stay
Ain't no fault gonna keep me away
Ain't no comfort gonna get me to stay
Ain't no distance, ain't no time
Ain't no man gonna keep me from mine
I'm learning how to be and I'm feeling how to feel alone
And I'll be coming full grown
From Seattle to Salinas, out to Muskogee
I got places to be
Chorus
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On Empty
03:44
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You're Weak
03:27
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I Begin to Wonder
04:20
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This town is killing me, it's bringing out faces I don't care to see
Few think to go, and fewer ever leave
Even sleeping in gets old and even mountain air gets harder to breathe
And I begin to wonder, am I cut out for life?
I begin to wonder, if we ever really try
I begin to wonder, if I will wonder til I die
This home, it used to breathe, it used to be the source of all peace and relief
Few ever say, and fewer seem to see
That we are calloused and we're cold and we are growing old of life in front of a tv
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9. |
Rest in Peace
04:10
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10. |
Hard on Me
03:25
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