1. |
Alison Parks
04:06
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We talk the sun down
We talk a monumental game
We wish we were older
We’re moths without a flame
So I’ll go away
And I’ll ruminate on charming things to say
And you’ll stay
‘Cause you only love the things you’ve kept at bay
Darling, I’m not waiting
It’s been too long
Darling, I’m not waiting
I’m gone, I’m gone
We live for wonder
We live in a sentimental haze
It hurts when it’s over
So we’ll go the other way
And I know you see
All the holes in your reliability
But you’d be
Such a flawed and flaky sweetheart here with me
But darling, I’m not waiting
It’s been too long
Darling, I’m not waiting
I’m gone, I’m gone
We’ll search the earth,
Compare the notes we find,
We’ll read from a thousand books
And never leave a word behind
We’ll take our chances,
We’ll wish upon a distant star,
And when it all falls down,
We’ll find out who we are
(Who we are)
It’s just for the moment
There’s nothing permanent with you
I’m sure there’s a part of me
That can tell you just what we should do
But it’s only time
It will stretch and bend until we reach our prime
It’s sublime
But it leaves us here with one more hill to climb
Darling, I’m not waiting
It’s been too long
Darling, I’m not waiting
I’m gone, I’m gone
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2. |
Hands Across America
03:49
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She packed his bags and so did he
They both had a world they had to see
A whole day later they touched down at JFK
He sighed “You know how much I hate to go away”
She said “I know you tend to dwell on the tragic,
But think about it, this could be magic!”
Wave your hands all you want although I know you still care for me
Throw your hands up in the air, Wave ‘em around because you care too much
Girl, I’ll follow anywhere because I know you’ll be there for me
Boy, you’d better take it easy ‘cause I’m looking for a lighter touch
They drove upstate, she held his hand
That’s when she knew he would never understand
They stopped for gas and when he went inside
She knew in herself it’s time to get off this ride
She said “I only ever wanted to love you,
But boy, I can’t believe I’m letting go of you”
Wave your hands all you want although I know you still care for me
Throw your hands up in the air, Wave ‘em around because you care too much
Girl, I’ll follow anywhere because I know you’ll be there for me
Boy, you’d better take it easy ‘cause I’m looking for a lighter touch
He said “Please darlin’, take my hand
There ain’t a thing we can’t rise above”
And then she told him “Honey, this was the last chance
That either of us had for love”
He caught connections down to Memphis Tennessee
And reconciled that this was never meant to be
She lost her luggage in Chicago all alone
And wondered "What's the point in ever going home?"
Then a year ago she moved to Seattle
'Cause finding happiness is half of the battle
Wave your hands all you want although I know you still care for me
Throw your hands up in the air, Wave ‘em around because you care too much
Girl, I’ll follow anywhere because I know you’ll be there for me
Boy, you’d better take it easy ‘cause I’m looking for a lighter touch
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3. |
Part Of The Sound
04:13
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While away the weeks, I watch my weary little world
And wander ‘round
Fending off the future while I fumble for a feeling
Still unfound
It’s just part of the sound
You’ve got no fuckin’ idea what you’re in for
You’re good at keeping your feet on the ground
Keep a calm composure, you’re collecting cadences
And calling clowns
Paint imperfect pictures with some purpose and your time
Will come around
It’s just part of the sound
You’ve got no fuckin’ idea what you’re in for
You’re good at keeping your feet on the ground
(Keep carrying on)
You’ve got no fuckin’ idea what you’re in for
It’s just part of the sound
And it was all on me, how I thought it would be
But I could not see that far
It was all on me, how I thought it would be
And it’s hard…
---
Now you might well have been rockin’ a microphone before I was born
But you can clearly fuckin’ see that I’m a little bit torn between
The future and the past, the feast before the fast
And the memories and plans that were never gonna last
‘Cause you’re flaky, shaky, heart’s a little breaky
It’s easier to dream than to keep yourself awakey
Keep calm and carry on doing this shit
There’ll always be the times you tell yourself “I’m through with this shit”
But when the shit goes down, I don’t know where I’ll be
But I can tell you that my name will still be…
The endomorph chameleon, make you high like helium
Or bum you out until the point you wonder “What’s his deal again?
Is he a sweetie being clever and smart
Or is he cancerous and bad for me like smokin’ a dart?”
I don’t know, but there’s a place I wanna show you around
It’s just part of the sound
You’ve got no fuckin’ idea what you’re in for
You’re good at keeping your feet on the ground
You’ve got no fuckin’ idea what you’re in for
It’s just part of the sound
You’ve got no fuckin’ idea what you’re in for
While away the weeks, I watch my weary little world
And wander ‘round
Fending off the future while I fumble for a feeling
Still unfound
It’s just part of the sound
You’ve got no fuckin’ idea what you’re in for
You’re good at keeping your feet on the ground
Keep a calm composure, you’re collecting cadences
And calling clowns
Paint imperfect pictures with some purpose and your time
Will come around
It’s just part of the sound
You’ve got no fuckin’ idea what you’re in for
You’re good at keeping your feet on the ground
(Keep carrying on)
You’ve got no fuckin’ idea what you’re in for
It’s just part of the sound
And it was all on me, how I thought it would be
But I could not see that far
It was all on me, how I thought it would be
And it’s hard…
---
Now you might well have been rockin’ a microphone before I was born
But you can clearly fuckin’ see that I’m a little bit torn between
The future and the past
The feast before the fast
And the memories and plans that were never gonna last
‘Cause you’re flaky, shaky, heart’s a little breaky
It’s easier to dream than to keep yourself awakey
Keep calm and carry on doing this shit
There’ll always be the times you tell yourself “I’m through with this shit”
But when the shit goes down, I don’t know where I’ll be
But I can tell you that my name will still be…
The endomorph chameleon, Make you high like helium
Or bum you out until the point you wonder “What’s his deal again?
Is he a sweetie being clever and smart
Or is he cancerous and bad for me like smokin’ a dart?”
I don’t know, but there’s a place I wanna show you around
It’s just part of the sound
You’ve got no fuckin’ idea what you’re in for
You’re good at keeping your feet on the ground
(Keep carrying on)
You’ve got no fuckin’ idea what you’re in for
It’s just part of the sound
You’ve got no fuckin’ idea what you’re in for
(I’m fuckin’ talkin’ ‘bout a good time)
You’re good at keeping your feet on the ground
While away the weeks, I watch my weary little world
And wander ‘round
Fending off the future while I fumble for a feeling
Still unfound
It’s just part of the sound
You’ve got no fuckin’ idea what you’re in for
You’re good at keeping your feet on the ground
Keep a calm composure, you’re collecting cadences
And calling clowns
Paint imperfect pictures with some purpose and your time
Will come around
It’s just part of the sound
You’ve got no fuckin’ idea what you’re in for
You’re good at keeping your feet on the ground
(Keep carrying on)
You’ve got no fuckin’ idea what you’re in for
It’s just part of the sound
And it was all on me, how I thought it would be
But I could not see that far
It was all on me, how I thought it would be
And it’s hard…
---
Now you might well have been rockin’ a microphone before I was born
But you can clearly fuckin’ see that I’m a little bit torn between
The future and the past
The feast before the fast
And the memories and plans that were never gonna last
‘Cause you’re flaky, shaky, heart’s a little breaky
It’s easier to dream than to keep yourself awakey
Keep calm and carry on doing this shit
There’ll always be the times you tell yourself “I’m through with this shit”
But when the shit goes down, I don’t know where I’ll be
But I can tell you that my name will still be…
The endomorph chameleon, Make you high like helium
Or bum you out until the point you wonder “What’s his deal again?
Is he a sweetie being clever and smart
Or is he cancerous and bad for me like smokin’ a dart?”
I don’t know, but there’s a place I wanna show you around
It’s just part of the sound
You’ve got no fuckin’ idea what you’re in for
You’re good at keeping your feet on the ground
You’ve got no fuckin’ idea what you’re in for
It’s just part of the sound
You’ve got no fuckin’ idea what you’re in for
(I’m fuckin’ talkin’ ‘bout a good time)
You’re good at keeping your feet on the ground
(Keep carrying on)
You’ve got no fuckin’ idea what you’re in for
(It's the only way to be)
It’s just part of the sound
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4. |
The Things You Missed
05:17
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I just wanna talk to you
Soon
I’m not gonna try and make you
Swoon
‘Cause I realize
That I can’t un-realize you
But I recognize
What I do
It might have taken me all night but I got there
I wanna know right and wrong but to be fair
I didn’t know much
I didn’t know much, I didn’t know you
Didn’t know the harm that we could do
And one day
I’ll see you
I couldn’t just trust, I couldn’t just be
Even though it might be good for me
I don’t know
We’ll see
Don’t want you to worry
It’s OK
It’s taken an age to be that way
I can empathize
‘Cause I know you’re just like me
And with open eyes
You’ll see
Pass my blame onto weakness
And on long, dark days it can seem like
I couldn’t care less
I couldn’t care less, it broke my heart
So I took it right back to the start
And one day
You’ll hear me
I’ve gotta just go, gotta move on
‘Cause things that you love will soon be gone
And you miss them
Dearly
No lover don’t worry, please
There’ll always be other days like these
When you realize
All the places you could go
When questioning everything you know
But then again…
I didn’t know much, I didn’t know you
Didn’t know the harm that we could do
And one day
I’ll see you
I couldn’t just trust, I couldn’t just be
Even though it might be good for me
I don’t know
We’ll see
I couldn’t care less, it broke my heart
So I took it right back to the start
And one day
You’ll hear me
I’ve gotta just go, gotta move on
‘Cause things that you love will soon be gone
And you miss them
Dearly
And you miss them
Dearly
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