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Ampersand
03:51
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You never meant to mention all those times I said "no"
Immaculate retention; you just can't seem to let it go
We take our time and it takes its toll
We close our eyes and wake up old
Oh, oh, I wish I'd known the day his blood refused to flow
The apple's ripe for picking. Rest your hand, let it grow
You never stop to listen & see the snow
We take our time and it takes its toll
We take our time and wake up older
Oh, oh, let it be known: It ain't over 'til it's over
Well I don't wanna sit around, wait for my time to come
While fuzzy pictures on a screen are making me numb
So help me out and pull the damn plug
It's such a lonely place to be
Stuck between here and infinity
(And now you know the rest of the story)
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2. |
Slippery Slope
04:34
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Got ten of my fingers in ten different pies
Never getting my fill, just the thrill of a sugar high
I'm tired of people saying I don't get along
I'm just trying to figure out where I belong
This conversation has grown old
There's nowhere left for it to go
And now that we've reached a fork in the road
We're standing on a slippery slope
All the good people say "You should do what you like"
Always found it a pain to follow my own advice
I've got a while to go, got a lot left to see
Well I'm still trying to figure out who I wanna be
This conversation has grown old
There's nowhere left for it to go
And now that we've found the end of the rope
We're stepping up a slippery slope
This conversation has grown old
There's nowhere left for it to go
And I know you know the day my lips froze
We're standing on a slippery...
We're stepping up a slippery...
We're sliding down a slippery slope
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3. |
That Look
03:29
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Down to ground floor
Across the street, into your
Lair so du jour
The bourgeoisie I adore
They got their heads in the right place
They got their hearts in the right place
They got their curves in the right place
She's got a look upon her face
Oh, don't be shy
I think we see eye to eye
No need to hide
The impetus your lips imply
They got their heads in the right place
They got their hearts in the right place
They got their curves in the right place
She's got that look I can't erase
They got their heads in the right place
They got their hearts in the right place
They got their curves in the right place
She's got that look upon her face
They got their heads in the right place
They got their hearts in the right place
They got the junk in the right place
She's got a charm I can't explain
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4. |
Manatees
03:03
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I don't wanna think about the time you made me
Feel like I was just another thorn on your rose
Oh no, it doesn't take a bright one to see your vanity
It only takes one brighter than me
I don't wanna think about the day you left me
Oh no, there's no use dwelling on the way you let me go
How slowly you threw me to the river and I drifted out to sea
And now I'm swimming with the manatees
(La la la la la la la la la la la la)
Yeah, we're swimming around
(La la la la la la la la la la la la la)
It doesn't take a bright one to notice
It wasn't meant to be
So now I float: alone, free
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5. |
Sealife
03:59
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I wanna live in a small house with a big yard
Maybe a fancy car just to get me around
And there I'll sit and play my old guitar all day
But not too loud; I'm barely making a sound
It's the little things that get me outta bed
Like rays of sun or a message unread
And I will do my best to ignore the emptiness
That comes in pairing Y with an X
I used to wonder when I would come to love again
Looks like it might be a while
And there are days I've tried to put the past behind
Start over again, find a reason to smile
I don't wanna be the same old thing
That my young mind has been trying to fight
'Cause it's a million to one these days
To find someone who really rubs you right
Well they say that life's a beach
And so I'll go where the tide should take me
Now aimlessly I float
Even though I've been lonely lately
So I keep my fingers crossed
And explore all the isles around me
But I do so at a cost
'Cause whenever I'd get lost
You found me
I think I'll drop my anchor down
And just listen to the siren sounding
I guess I'll spend my life at sea
So long as the rhythm in me
Is pounding
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6. |
The Open Road
04:25
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I sure don't feel a whole year older
But I've been here before
I guess the world's just a little colder
Than it feels outside my door
I packed up, started moving along
Yeah, it's time for me to go
Roll away on a big set of wheels
Gonna take me to a place called home
I wake up about a quarter to seven
The light surprised my eyes
There I wait for a familiar face
To pull up by my side
You never leave me hanging
I know it's just a matter of time
Until I'm sitting impatiently
To turn right onto Irving from 59, singing
Time flies on the open road
Champaign up to Chicago
And as I travel through the fields of gold
A melody unfolds
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7. |
Grow Up
04:25
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You never know what you've got 'til it's gone
You never know what you lost 'til she's across the parking lot
Sitting in her room with an orange sweater on
And lighting up the view until the break of dawn
We've got plenty of time, so much left of our lives
We don't have to grow up 'til we've had enough
'Cause I still feel like a kid, and you don't have to forgive
Me for any of this, 'cause I don't deserve it
You'll never know what you like 'til you try
And who knows how it'll feel when she's with another guy?
Walking 'cross the quad with his arm around her waist
I hope he doesn't mind that I've already had a taste
We've got plenty of time, so much left of our lives
We don't have to grow up 'til we've had enough
'Cause I still feel like a kid, and you don't have to forgive
Me for any of this, 'cause I don't deserve it
You never know what you might find 'til you explore
And there might be a surprise waiting right outside your door
A little piece of paper says that they want more
I'm playing covers to the girls of 424
We've got plenty of time, so much left of our lives
We don't have to grow up 'til we've had enough
'Cause I still feel like a kid, and you don't have to forgive
Me for any of this, 'cause I don't deserve it
No I don't deserve it
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8. |
Keepin On
02:37
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So many people trying to come up in the world
When all I want's a little place to be with my girl
The pressure's rising, feels like I'm running outta time
And I've got nothing to ease my troubled mind, no
I just don't understand
The way our situation fits into the plan
And girl, why can't you see?
The weight of the world's putting a strain on me, yeah
There's no fussing, ain't no time to sit and cry
It's 9 to 5 or the unemployment line
And everyone's got a dream that they've left behind
But I'm inclined to do some living before I die, now
I still don't understand
The way our situation fits into the plan
And girl, I hope you now see
The weight of the world has been crushing me
But I'm still keepin' on
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9. |
Sometimes
05:26
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She said "Boy, don't you call 'em mistakes"
Everybody owns up to the choices they make
And even though it feels right at the end of the day
Sometimes a little guilt remains
'Cause nobody likes breaking a heart
But sometimes that's the only way to make a new start
And it tears me apart
Well we all have our ups and downs
One day you're flying, next you're slammed to the ground
So live in the moment, pay attention to now
And whatever you've lost will be found
Yeah, whatever I've lost: I found
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10. |
Hot Pursuit
03:28
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Pack up and go out into the snow falling down
And sticking around on my window
Fall into a trance
Some kind of ethereal dance in my head
Blue, yellow, and red
And it said...
Now winter is through
Let everything bloom anew
Now nothing's the same within this nomad domain
And I know it's outta my control
The child in my chest seems to think he knows best
But I won't lie, he's steered me wrong a thousand times
(Oh my)
So what can I do, but shine my headlights on you?
I'm in hot pursuit
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