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Portraits Line the Walls
02:22
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Sleep away the day
Drive up north and hide away
I'll memorize each detail of your face
Portraits line the walls
Of these long forgotten halls
We may join them, we may be misplaced
May none of this be erased
May none of this be erased
Maybe I'll spend my whole life waiting
Stuck in a dream recollected
Passageways old and perfected
Maybe I'll spend my whole life dreaming
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2. |
Old Friend
02:55
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If I die in bed before I wake tomorrow morning
I have lived a life unparalleled
Sweeping out the ashes from my latest fireburning
And it breaks my heart, I don't know when
I lost a friend again
I lost a friend
I was in a dream where I was riding somebody's bicycle
I don't know which something did remind me
Maybe a book I read
I saw a man, he spoke to me
He's used my name before
I recognized the one he said from a past life
It wasn't my name anymore
I saw lightning bugs in New York City
In a night alone
They turned me to first avenue
They lit up the long train home
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3. |
Drinking Clean Air
03:06
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I couldn't breathe with you looking at me
Holed up in bedrooms of a hundred degrees
I had a thought of returning your shiny white shoes
I couldn't bear to be witnessed by you
Now I'm alone, I'm the loud ghost upstairs
Pacing the floorboards and growing my hair
You won't believe what the stars are like here
Or how it feels to be drinking clean air
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4. |
Montague
05:14
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Lost in the evening's wake I walk an extra mile
In Montague I stay a while
Caught in a blink I swear a shadow cracked a smile
Timid and wild
Tell me you know me and make me believe it
Waited so long for love, why would I leave it?
Eyes of a lion
Catch your prey or you die trying
No sense in hiding
How I fell silent when I heard you speak my name
How my heart took over for my brain
Have I forgotten every fear from yesterday?
Who drove them away?
My love, be still
I'll shelter you from the windchill
Come take a place at the base of the hill
My love, how soon might you leave me
A heavy heart, draining empty
A healthy helping of ill will
Oh, I adore you, heaven knows I would die for you
Foresight is failing, can we clean up the mess you're making?
Eyes of a lion
Catch your prey or you die trying
No sense in hiding
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5. |
Sardines
02:40
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Creature, where could you be?
I've been searching the treehouse since three
And I'm writing this down in my diary
Of unusual things
Were you napping since noon?
Am I frightening you?
Are you seeing the lights in my rearview?
Did I spring you too soon?
I will feed you sardines
And I'll pull you feet first from the alley
And I'm not perfect, oh but I can be
If you look after me
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6. |
Tender Age
03:14
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Born at a tender age
And we all grow up hoping
Love doesn't go away
And we all wind up lonesome
Season of healing
Warm like the bedsheets we sleep in
You could still draw me in
With the might of a lion
Spirits, they live indoors
And they can hear my moaning
Death is no obstacle
So I'll cry for the moon and the mourning
Let us both dry our eyes
With luck, we're still in our springtime
If we don't say goodbye
Then I'll see you next lifetime
Here we stand, skin to skin
Warm like the bedsheets we sleep in
You could still draw me in
With the might of a lion
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7. |
Blood Moon
02:35
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In freshly fallen snow
I walk those little roads I carved to you years ago
Buried by blankets, graveside
We watched the blood moon rise
We felt the earth revolve in time
We sipped on red wine
We drank each other dry
And the air was so alive
And our fingers intertwined
For a frozen moment in time
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Right Where We Are
04:06
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Hesitantly as the trees dance
All of my joints ache from walking
I can't recall such a feeling of calm
Simple and sacred and here and afar
I stay up writing a new song
I hum these lines in the darkness
I'm well aware that we are what we are
And my morality wavers enough
I could be claimed by an old god
I'll have explaining to do then
But I can't recall such a feeling of calm
Simple and sacred and right where we are
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Elliott Lee Friesen Massachusetts
every day I pick up my silly little guitar and play my silly little songs for my cat and my ghost and my own reflection
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