1. |
End to End
02:19
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I've been staring at my shadow
intently like it can look back
and speak to me
I figured sooner or later
it'd reach out and cater
to each and every need I have
as it arrives in my mind
It's been a long time
since I thought myself
as moving forward
A drive for miles
In your hands end to end
Like it or not I've gotta go
Like it or not I've had enough
Like it or not its been fun
Like it or not I'm gone
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2. |
Still Here
01:37
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You're still here
I left the house
just before nine
It's not clear what it is
that's on your mind
I only hope that in time
you find someone
who really listens
Not that I've had much luck
fixing what's on mine
Count the time
spent silent with our
handheld minds
Swimming in the sweet blue light
You're still here
Just after five
you've barely moved
an inch
But I have to admit
that I've spent
some days like this
I'm sure I will again
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3. |
Count on Me
02:07
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It's getting harder
to believe
that I could mean something
to anyone at all
I'm out of bed
before you're up
Lost in a haze
When you get home
more of the same
What makes you think
that you can count on me?
I hardly can half the time
Count on me
to make you feel so miserable
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4. |
Every Morning
02:38
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It takes a lot
to make me feel
the way I do
I'm not sure
that you will see it
from my point of view
It's nice to see you
every morning
We just shoot the shit
until the clock hits noon
But when I get home I can barely move
It takes a lot to make me
lose my cool around you
It got worse
with every meeting
in my living room
It's hard to see you
every morning
Who do you think
you're talking to?
You don't tell me
what I need from you
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5. |
Time Spent Wishing
01:54
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Time spent wishing
is time I've wasted
trying to avoid
any major missteps
Time spent wishing
is time spent on my own
Head in my hands
at a crossroads
wondering when
I'll learn to let things go
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6. |
Wait For Hours
02:08
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Sometimes
I want to be alone
Sometimes
I wait for hours
by the window
Play pretend
I'm catching sparrows
Play pretend
that I don't know you
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7. |
With Me
02:48
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I'm running out of time
I need to make a decision
but I'm lost in conversation
with the voices in my head
I think I'm doing fine
I'm just a little nervous
that it won't work out
like I intended in the end
Nothing's making sense
Are you with me or not?
I'm giving it all I've got
I'm running out of time
I need you on the line
to help me sort this
whole mess out
Are you with me or not?
I'm giving it all I've got
You're not what I thought
I'm sure that I'm not
I'm giving it all I've got
Are you with me or not?
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8. |
Without You I'm Nothing
01:47
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Am I missing out
on something fundamental?
It's too damn quiet
in the house to stay
Packed up all my things
and took off for the West Coast
to make a little noise
anywhere you'd let me play
When I'm home
I just waste my days
on my back dreaming
How long will I wait for you?
How far will I fall?
Without you I'm nothing
I'm no one at all
When I'm home
I just waste my days
on my back dreaming
I've have a feeling
I don't believe in
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Glenn Matthews Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
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