1. |
Close Your Eyes
04:16
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Baby, don't you know
I've gone away
But you're all wrapped
Around these gears
Dreamin' that tomorrow is today
And honey, do you think
The world's gone by?
But don't you look at me
You're only growing
Older 'til you die
Close your eyes
You're only growing older
'Til you die
You're only growing older
Close your eyes
Baby, don't you know
The world's okay
But you're all stuck
Inside these tears
Wishin' that your life
Would slip away
And honey, do you think
You've seen the sky?
But you're the same as me
You're only growing
Older 'til you die
Close your eyes
You're only growing older
'Til you die
You're only growing older
Close your eyes
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2. |
Stitches
04:18
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I drift like ashes through these paper walls
Children play, and lovers fight,
But the world it feels so small.
There's an enemy that stalks me like a fever in the rain
But I've got miles before me,
Miles behind, and this will never end,
Because I lost the art.
Because I broke a heart.
Beccause I broke the art.
Because I lost the heart.
I drag like a suitcase stuck in the door of a passing car,
And I smoke and I spark, and I know they're asking
"How'd he get so far?"
Oh, I don't know. I can't see.
But I still care, how you took me there.
It's a million mikes of stone,
But I'm coming home.
I'm coming home.
Up left, down and right,
You'll be safe and sound tonight.
Up left, down and right,
You'll be safe. You'll be safe.
Because I lost the art.
Because I broke a heart.
Beccause I broke the art.
Because I lost the heart.
Because I lost the heart.
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3. |
Move Along
04:22
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Gray. You're cold as you walk away.
Slice clean and see.
Thousands of parts, no room for beauty.
Pray. Your feet trace another day.
The miles and the pasture and sky.
A promise of life without room for goodbye.
Cold, shiver now.
Cold, shiver down.
There is no one here to see.
Move along now, move along now.
There is no one here to see.
Move along now, carefully.
Thousands of parts...
Cold, shiver now.
Cold, shiver down.
Gray. The lights of the cars are gray.
They light up the stars today.
Gray. The lights of the cars are gray.
They light up the stars today.
The lights are...
Cold, shiver now.
Cold, shiver down.
There is no one...
There is no one here to see.
Move along now, move along now.
There is no one here to see.
Move along now, carefully.
There is no one here to see.
Move along now, move along now.
There is no one here to see.
Move along now, carefully.
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4. |
Chasing Windmills
03:58
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Jesse's got a razor blade
I can't feel the hand that shaves my face
In a bad dream
These fine lines dissect my resting place
Jesse, better run now
I can't hear the sirens when I sleep
In a locked box
Wrapped up with the sticks and stones I keep
Jesse, what's the point of counting sheep?
We're all chasing windmills
While you're dying in your sleep
Jesse's got a diary
I don't know the names of all my friends
In the back seat
These fine lines draw streets that never end
Jesse, what's the point of counting sheep?
We're all chasing windmills
While you're dying in your sleep
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Marianas Portland, Maine
Music, to me, is about creating spaces that your mind can travel to. Get lost in. Grow in. Songs are poetry, and poetry is sculpture. Music is art, and my goal as an artist is to create a song that changes someone's life.
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