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Airport
05:42
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sleep, broken eardrums
don’t be scared -- we combed the airport
no matter where you are i see myself
come off the floor, but it won’t fly
go and tick one off for real love
no matter where, tell me where you
see yourself and i’ll touch down anywhere
no more lonely airports -- you’ll see
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Morning Dove
03:30
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show me where you hide your rose in the forest
tell me how you grow your grapes
because i am just a lonely boy in your chorus
my hands were made to hold your waist
could i release you like a morning dove?
could i release you like a morning dove?
god knows these things we make hard enough
could i release you like a morning dove?
i will wait for the right conditions, i will wait for the right time
i will monitor your position in the shadow of your limelight
in the middle of NYC, in a minute you’ll forget me
in the midst of rising stars, mine is mine and yours is yours
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like veterans of foreign wars, we are not who we were before
you scratch my back and i’ll scratch yours, but not until i’ve had my fill
there were days when i felt like a paper cutout of myself in a housefire
and i confess, all the rest, i’ve been clinging with wet hands to the live wires
avoiding sleep
if i seal my lips i seal my fate, and pour cement on sorry states
no one here appreciates a good idea, i’ll disappear
chorus
i don’t wanna die in my hometown
just let the salty sea sweep me out
i don’t wanna die in my hometown
and bury my bones in your holy ground
mad hatter, what’s the matter? your thoughts are all scattered
cold-blooded carbonized kids
carving-knife calling-card kiss
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Lights Out
04:45
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in the mirror i’m admiring my good side
you know, the one i only turn to your blind eye
am i high or low? wouldn’t it be nice to know
my high hopes for you and i aren’t paralyzed
hold my tongue or just bite it off
i know it’s all the same to you
you don’t need to sleep by yourself now
periscope down and lights out
you save a space for me to crawl in edgewise
but i hesitate and let it go to waste
now i’m wide awake and dying to make one mistake
and by the way, i know you’re cold but i was told to
hold my tongue or just bite it off
i know it’s all the same to you
you don’t need to sleep by yourself now
periscope down and lights out
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5. |
Letter to Olivia
03:54
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turn back the weeks to understand
what once was stone would turn to rubble in your hands
and i built cathedrals at your feet
whose broken melodies would lull me back to sleep
our small hearts cannot contain this
rumors are contagious little lies
i knew i could love you by your voice
and sooner than later we would never have a choice
postcards for peace no one reads pile up and block the exits
crumble like dead leaves
fast forward to the part where we’re both alone
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My Darling Aries
04:40
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stay home and mind your business
black cats are only witches waiting for a crossing of paths
my darling aries, ruling over all our planetary woes
don’t butt your head with mine
now that i know the difference between swimming to dry land
and getting lazy feet wet in the second story bath
airwaves obey my speaking
i’m getting by, i’m eking out a living of my own
and i’m taking calls, i’m pinning up
sepia toned pictures of places i would like very much to see
now that i know the difference between swimming to dry land
and getting lazy feet wet in the second story bath
i could sleep for years
now that i know the difference between swimming to dry land
and getting lazy feet wet in the second story bath
one second, one second, one second, one second
on second thought
i miss everyone i knew – everyone, that is, but two:
the melancholy mystic me, and the ordinary you
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Buy Time
03:55
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this might be a lie: if i had your kind of money i’d buy time
through minefields of eyes you’d run take cover and hide
we take chances, no second guesses
sister, no lie, we both know you were right
this might be a lie: if i had your kind of money i’d buy time
through melting glacial ice you once moved with a grace undying
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Sundrenched Elsewhere
04:16
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go on draw me a sun, tree, and house
sing to me a symphony in half tones
tell me your tattletale unknown knowns
these lives have put our eyes to waste
goodnight sunlight, don’t you try
goodnight sunlight, don’t you try to pull the wool over my eyes
show me your ticket to the moon
before we are lost at sea once more
i wait in silence on the island of the day before
why must i always be at a loss for words
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The Woods
04:31
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shot out in the dark
where our hearts learn sadness after love
prying eyes that burn through the reeds
at her naked body in the dark
where you turn me in your arms
stop, because i stare at only you
and i’ve one more question
how could this backfire?
shot out in the dark
would your father kill the man you love?
i could climb your stairs
as the reeds whisper softly underneath the stars
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Bright New Machine
04:04
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who devised this bright new machine?
one of you self-styled inventor types, bursting on the scene
he’s an upstart, a looney, with a heart of cogs and gears
we don’t like surprises here
with your car parked in my spot
you can call me frail but i’m not, full stop
your car parked in my spot
i don’t need this today
is there no place to lie next to suburban sprawls,
as your new tradition shuffles in with funeral shawls?
show the meaning of this reckless need to pave your own predictable way
because i predict you’ll infiltrate
with your car parked in my spot
you can call me frail but i’m not, full stop
your car parked in my spot
i don’t need this today
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Pioneers
04:47
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they crossed the sea with flags
they were born to be adventurous
men of their time and men of arrogance
men out of line and marching all at once
they will not make lies of us
they have not seen the last of us
our hibernation is over, love
send your sons to die
all will be forgiven once history is a white lie
where land and sea collide
we meet our would-be torturers
be not unkind, and be not quick to trust
their rights divine are surely poisonous
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Skyscraper Suicides
06:45
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a high rise, i try to enjoy the view of towers that sway side to side
it’s high time that i let the sun inside to slice through the dust in the room
but oh, when you arrive, don’t read me my rights — i’ve done nothing
the birds fly to skyscraper suicides
the birds fly to skyscraper suicides
a full choir of kitchen appliances chime me a lullaby tune
i just might hide in the broom closet, mining the floorboards for clues
but oh, when you arrive, don’t read me my rights — i’ve done nothing
the birds fly to skyscraper suicides, spiraling gracefully down, down
but i spy my own reflection, and just in time
and all night, the wind in the marketplace wanders as stock prices climb
what kind of prisms were over our eyes that what’s backwards seems true?
but oh, when you arrive, don’t read me my rights — i’ve done nothing
the birds fly to skyscraper suicides, spiraling gracefully down, down
but i spy my own reflection, and just in time
we stepped on the cracks, we can’t get it back
we stepped on the cracks, we can’t get it back
we stepped on the cracks, we can’t get it back
but tell me it all will be alright, alright
promise we aren’t all uptight, uptight
tell me it all will be alright, alright
promise we aren’t all uptight, uptight
well we all fly to skyscraper suicides
we all fly to skyscraper suicides
we’re all uptight, uptight
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Echo & Drake
Echo & Drake is a critically acclaimed indie/alternative rock band whose debut album, "Sundrenched Elsewhere," was recently dubbed the "#1 Connecticut Album of 2011" by America's oldest continuously running newspaper, The Hartford Courant. Produced by Juno Award winner (Canadian equivalent of the Grammys) Joseph Donovan, and mixed by Jeff Lipton (Arcade Fire, Andrew Bird, Bon Iver, Wilco). ... more
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