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Up & Up
03:07
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are you surprised?
cause you shouldn't be
i've drawn a line between you and me
and just to spite me you make your move across the sand
you got me looking up and up again
a letter to my former self
"are you surprised? cause you shouldn't be"
i meant to tell you, oh, i didn't tell you?
i've drawn a line inside me
spent my whole damn life looking over my shoulder
well it's my life now and i'm finally older
i'm done,
you got me looking up and up and up
i'm done
i said do you wanna talk about it, she doesn't wanna talk about it
i said do you wanna talk about it, might make you feel better
when it comes to me, i wrote this letter about how we need to
pick our own selves up and if we keep on looking up then everything will be just fine
everything will work itself out
everything will be just fine
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2. |
The Things I Do
01:53
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the things i do for love
they aren't the same things i'd do
for anything but love
now most of the things i do
they're for, or because of, love
and most of the things i'd say
i change them because now i am an optimist
love helped the voice inside my head
so take the things from your past love
write them down and crumple them up
i'm holding on for this one, don't let go
just want you to know the things i do for love
they aren't the same things that i'd do for anything or anyone but love
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3. |
Abandonship.
03:14
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the frozen rocks in our drinks
are a lot like us now
close together but cold,
tryna find out where it all went and if it's worth reeling in
pull a white rabbit or white russian up out of your hat
a couple swigs and the animal's back
and i wonder if i know you
i don't want to know you now
white as a ghost, half-invisible, you're falling like stone now
how long did you think it would be until we found out
your rusted out heart and empty shell of a self would crumble
your insides are hollow
tidal wave to the hull after a thunder clap
cruise-control ship is sinking and i'm not looking back
and i won't hold you under, but i almost hope that you drown
too much, concussion, & goodbye that's it
bourbon to bribe the boatman on the river styx
your moral compass is broken and you don't give a shit
so get lost
get lost
forget us
ladies and gentlemen for our closing act
the future definition of that county line trash
watch magnificent magician falling flat on his face
before you know it now he's disappeared
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4. |
This Isn't the End
01:59
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i wish that i could say goodbye
without you seeing a tear in my eye
although, when i see you walk away
i know it won't be for the last time
i wish that you could stay a while
or that i wasn't a year behind
you all mean more to me than you could ever understand
you can bet your life savings ill keep singing of real-life angels and far off friends
i know that this isn't the end
i will see college kids again
i've signed my heart to far off friends
but i sure as hell know this isn't the end
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5. |
Decisions (demo)
02:11
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the north side is a hotel
the south wing is a jail cell
like a stranger in my own house
unsure of what i do or should feel
i've decided that i'm done with chasing ghosts
i'm done with all that
i'm content to let them vent right where they float
towards the middle of my home state
a place like home it takes shape
i can't lose much that i already haven't
here's what i've decided
i've decided if you're trying to hang out
then i'll kindly lend out my entire self
i just wanna make you smile
i just wanna make sure that you're happy
here
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7. |
Go For It
02:51
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i dream big but maybe less is more
i roll out of my bed and i open the door
and i go up to the mirror every other day
and decide if i'm satisfied with what i see
and i think about motivation posters back in third grade
i think about what people do and what they say
and how when we were younger they made so much sense
but they never seem to come back round again
and i think when we get older why do we suddenly go and re-evaluate everything that we see and think that words upon the classroom walls aren't true when they're all we ever really wanna do.
so i write a list of my ultimate goals and i step up to the mirror and consider it all. am i really insane, or just really optimistic? and if people try to doubt me should i really give a shit?
this list is getting too big, should i water it down? now i'm talking to myself and there's no one around.
so i scratch a few items up and off the list and i glance back in the mirror and i second guess it, and finally
i see that if i'm gonna aim high i might as well point straight up in the sky because even if i'm pulled down by gravity, think of all the views & people that i'll see. so i tear up the list and i throw it away and i cover all my walls with some chalkboard paint, and on the ceiling i draw stars & the planets and shit, and on the walls i chalk it up: "just go for it"
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8. |
Please Don't Let Me Go
04:44
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"you know the pills don't make the man"
said my heart to my head
as my body hit the bed thinking i ruined something grand
then my head to my heart, "just back off, because this is hard"
then they fought on to the next round, i found myself screaming out
please don't let me go
i thought that you should know
i wanna hold you close
for as long as you like
i don't wanna let you down.
when my feet feel solid ground
everything seems just to give way
i'm sorry for the things i say
i know that you don't like to sing
but in your silence you still bring
the clearest crystals filled with hope
just speak up and let me know
i don't wanna let you down.
who knew that perfect love could drown?
the toughest leaks spring from the strongest life rafts
that's what i have found
and as i'm reaching for the dock
thinking i had it all on lock
the clouds part and out comes the sun
and i know we've just begun
one day when we are old and grey
watching the sunset on the bay
we'll laugh about that night before
i'll hold you close till way past four
then when you look into my eyes
you'll feel familiar love will rise
our faces sporting all-out grins
we'll look right up and sing it
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Sam Christie Chicago, Illinois
i'm sam. i like to rock out.
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