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After The Fireworks
05:26
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After the fireworks, after the rage
A sky of explosions, a horizon of haze
When all of the pins that were holding us in
Decide to give way to give way to the pull
After the party, after the fun
When the last person leaves, will our veins continue to run
When all that I said became breath on dead ears
And your eyes became all on someone
And all I could do was to crash into space
And hope for a rescue mission
After decisions made, the shock comes and comes
In waves of destruction
And they're pulling me under, they're pulling me under
They're pulling me under they're pulling me under
And all that is left are ideas in a head
And I'll hide while your life's on parade
Well you take the cake for a decent mistake
But I'd do it regardless, do it regardless, again
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2. |
America
04:23
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You took a trip to America
I wanted to see how that felt
To take all you said and to top it three times
To take all you did, make it mine
But the ocean beneath didn't make it better
The small packaged food and the bumpy ride
But I left it behind and I made a new friend
Found something to like, something to like
Yeah I found a place where the population
Seemed to rely on real life
More than a screen, more than quotes from TV
Five years forgot in that time
Then I thought of the years when we lived together
And I tried to remember how that felt
But I've left it behind and now I feel better
Found someone to like, someone to like
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3. |
January
03:23
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Something that I couldn't touch
A light that showed up far too much
And I'm flooded with a memory
A heatwave in our small city
January brings the sun
Remember how we hate that month
We'd shelter in the City Vue
January takes me back to you
You're probably inside our home
With the doors shut and the TV on
And I'm hanging out in seedy bars
To strip my mind of who you are
January brings the sun
Remember how we hate that month
We'd drink until we couldn't move
January takes me back to you
So I have our pub from Friday noon
And avoid the streets where I might see you
And I think too hard about who it is
Sleeping in our bed on your sister's sheets
January brings the sun
Remember how we hate that month
I wonder if the garden grew
January takes me back to you
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4. |
Displaced
04:35
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All come out on a Saturday
And we'll all wake up the same
Words come out that we wouldn't say
And we'll all wake up the same
Took advice from a service man
Played a hand without restraint
Then you took it back when you found you'd made
The same mistake again
And oh you're face
And oh the shame
Pretty girls line suburban bars
With their colour matching ways
They drink too much as they try their luck
With the local boys again
Walk home to the sunrise
Take the side street past the train
Wake up late miss the most of day
Then they do it all again
And oh this place
And all the space
You couldn't take
Now you're displaced
Noises come in the morning
With the walls around your head
A silent room with an alley view
And a consolation text
But lines were blurred in the night time
What you saw was put away
Four feet down and it's ok now
Cos it's safe locked in the case
And oh this place
And all the space
You couldn't take
Now you're displaced
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5. |
Virtual Friend
02:57
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My virtual friend bounces around
To the soundtrack of our life
He takes a shot where you could not
And he smiles at me when I give him what he needs
After 24 hours alone he misses me
My virtual friend sits in my pocket
Pixelated with simple requests
And he smiles at me, he never regrets
And he's biege and white and of simple design
And within my technology he resides
My virtual friend, never questions our love
My virtual friend wears his heart on his sleeve
Boxes over his hear showing pictures of lead
My virtual friend is just happy to be
My virtual friend
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6. |
July
04:45
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What is this place, I didn't think it possible
The lining encased, a metaphor for something new
I struggled to erase, the difference was the only thing
That multiplied your case, three levels to a better view
As the ship capsized, the water took the fittest lung
It huddled to the side, filled with liquid lost it's song
But rescue boats arrived, and pulled it to the surface
With a kiss beneath the sky, and hope there for another life
And as the sun goes down
Lights go out in this town
I learned to dance in July
With the winter holding up my spine
A particle of dust, can change the way you think if it gets
Caught between the sun, and eyes that wander carefully
I wanted to be loved, but these things should come easily
And when it's not enough, the dust should settle peacefully
And as the sun goes down
Lights go out in this town
I learned to dance in July
With the winter holding up my spine
What is this place, the changes are incredible
To think it's the same space, when everything got difficult
I wanted to get lost, a spec on the horizon
Cos it never was enough, with no one to rely on
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7. |
Between The Cracks
04:21
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Well I never saw it coming
The page wasn't written and the house was barely built
And over the hill all our friends were doing the same thing
Just a little better
The longest line
The wasted time
And all the love in the world couldn't save us now
So I found a place on the other side of the road
And we roughly shared a suburb
Different stations and parallel lines
And I got to love you in reverse
And the skyline
The city lights
Became a dagger in the night
And leaves they dried
As we found sides
And friendship scattered like confetti
Between the cracks I feel unsteady
We found the silence, I'm not ready
You pulled the blind down before it got dark
And you lost a little courage
Escape from the last stop, escape from the road
Before you begin to slide
The painted signs
Inside your eyes
A clever warning in the light
So misaligned
And far behind
With frozen hands and places empty
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8. |
B Song
02:44
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He stands on his legs like an oversized bee
Trying to get off the ground
But he's far too heavy to flee
How many hours in a room all alone
He use to be so happy
Now he can't make anywhere home
And photo albums line the tables they use to eat upon
The bathroom cupboard holds an item or two
She forgot to collect it's been months
But they don't move
Should've said something
When you looked her in the eye
Before the wind had changed for the winter time
She left something messy in the kitchen there
Now it's going rotten an polluting the air
He use to have something of a permanent smile
Well it still sits there on his face
But his eyes are in denial
And swimming in his head are social meeting times
Information dates and numbers
Fill the gaps that someone left behind
His heart dries slowly on the beaten line
I couldn't be the one to save him but eventually he'll find
That everyone is happy when they reach the other side
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9. |
On Their Own
04:09
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On the road or out to sea
In a car or a bus
Over here or over there
It makes no difference
And everyone is dancing on their own
Lover in their arms or not
And everyone is dreaming on their own
Eyes shut in the quiet night
Crimson skies and headlight eyes
And the street that we took
Fire in my memories
Burn the overlooked
And everyone is dancing on their own
Lover in their arms or not
And everyone is dreaming on their own
Eyes shut in the quiet night
On the road or out to sea
In a car or a bus
Over here or over there
It makes no difference
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10. |
In My Place
03:22
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Underneath the sheets
I could count my blessings
On one hand
With nothing on the other
But silhouettes
Out sinking the land
Sliding out to sea
The rope escaping me
Fraying in my skin
Couldn't pull you in
As everybody stood aside
You cut the ties so well
Left before the dawn
I shadowed for three months there
And everybody saw
A train wreck in the night
A deer in the headlight
But not an accident in sight
And over all the noise
Something became clear
As I waited for three months
For you to disappear
And over all the walls
I could see your face
As you cut the ties
And put her in my place
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