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Intro
02:34
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The Bandit
02:18
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I don't like this feeling here
Something in the air my dear
Makes me wanna jump out of my skin
But for now let's just lay in bed
Scratching noises out of sight
Things that go bump in the night
Not as strange as they might seem
You know, I hear them too
Don't be scared, they cannot hear us back
Cryptic signs of what's to come
The universe's smoking gun
This is not the end just yet
We still have time to spend
Vulnerable as first day born
Weary, teary, wise and worn
Near-poetic how we are
So bare, so close
So scared, just ghosts
A shell upon the sandy shore
Are you ready?
Charge on count of
One, two, one two three four!
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As the Crow Flies
02:46
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A rose right in the middle of a million dandelions
The sun gives you a spotlight from above
I wonder how we got here, how I’d love to hear the story
How we made this place our own and called it love
The breeze blows through the branches, over ripples in the water
As the pond reflects the boundless bright blue sky
The birds all sing along as we hum our little songs
And I run away from telling you goodbye
Meet me in the middle, at the place where it all started
Where I held your head so tightly to my chest
How bittersweet and strange to be in love and brokenhearted
I never did go back after you left
A hundred fifty miles as the crow flies, then I’m with you
Yeah, I’m a little drunk, but is it okay if I kiss you?
We promised not to say a word, but darling how I miss you
More and more with every day that passes by
Now I’m laughing, and I’m smiling, and I’m screaming, and I’m crying
It’s a double-sided sword that I cannot tell you I’m dying
All that’s left for me to do is just keep singing, acting, dancing
No more earthly wants or wishes, without you I’m done romancing
Nevermore, now life’s a bore
Meet me in the middle, at the place where it all started
Where I held your head so tightly to my chest
How bittersweet and strange to be in love and brokenhearted
I never did go back after you left
A hundred fifty miles as the crow flies, then I’m with you
Yeah, I’m a little drunk, but is it okay if I kiss you?
We promised not to say a word, but darling how I miss you
More and more with every day that passes by
A hundred fifty miles as the crow flies, then I’m with you
Yeah, I’m a little drunk, but is it okay if I kiss you?
We promised not to say a word, but darling how I miss you
More and more with every day that passes by
(Now I’m laughing, and I’m smiling, and I’m screaming, and I’m crying
It’s a double-sided sword that I cannot tell you I’m dying
All that’s left for me to do is just keep singing, acting, dancing
No more earthly wants or wishes, without you I’m done romancing)
Nevermore
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New Year's Eve
03:06
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I know the season’s got us coming undone in the wind
But would you like to start it over?
We’ve got our reasons, I won’t ask if you don’t tell
At least it can’t get any colder
Now the ground outside is 10 below
But until you say you’ll stay, I’ve gotta know
Was this past year as good as you had hoped it would be
Or could you not sink any lower?
For just one night, can we act like nothing will change?
Let’s pretend we’re not getting any older
All the friends that we call family will be here
And I’ll leave better than you found me for next year
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Sycamore
04:11
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The scent of autumn nights, when the leaves can’t quite
Decide if they are red or green, or something in between
Birds and leaves are all the same, with only one change
Birds can make the choice to fly against the breeze with which the leaves remain
Could a rose by any other name sound as sweet when coupled with the blame?
Over fields the sun is trying hard to show that it’s still shining
But I haven’t felt it on my skin
I’m no good at documenting life without embellishment
Can’t turn thoughts into a song if no one cares what it all meant
When did this become so hard? Can’t find footing for a start
I’ll look anywhere to find that which seems to make me lose my mind
Minutes blur to hours blur to days. Seasons pass, I’m left to watch the haze
Weekends that I don’t remember, ties I never had to had to sever
Conscious, yes but more than that, I’m dazed
Pillars rise of smoke and ash, brazenly against the clash
All self-interest, no self-worth, could time away be any worse to me?
Does the sycamore by the pond still stand? Does the sycamore by the pond still stand?
Underneath, the leaves have fallen; gone are both the sun and pollen
Flowers wilt and die to show the transformation: forward, slowly
I got up and fell back down again. Stagnancy is more than just a friend
Can anybody hear me? Is anybody listening?
Can anybody hear me? Is anybody listening?
Can anybody hear me? Is anybody listening?
Can anybody hear me? Is anybody listening?
Can anybody hear me? Is anybody listening?
Does the sycamore by the pond still stand?
Does the sycamore by the pond still stand?
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I just woke up and it’s a nice day to know nothing!
Ain’t no doubt I’d rather be asleep
With a night like that, I’m just glad that I got something
Now the sun’s come out and it’s a nice day to know nothing!
I sing my songs and it’s a nice day to know nothing!
But it’s all wrong, ‘cause it’s all as it seems
When I watch the news, don’t want a “Hey boys, we got something!”
‘Cause ignorance is bliss, and it’s a nice day to know nothing!
Everything we have to fear? Don’t worry about it
Though it’s not only in our minds
But when they wear a thousand faces, they’ll be put back in their places
It’s only a matter of time
Who can find a place to protest the government?
This day-to-day dystopia has got to end
Let’s find a little place where we can be permanent
Any price we pay to get there will be money well spent
Everything we have to fear, don’t worry about it
Though it’s not only in our minds
But when they wear a thousand faces, they’ll be put back in their places
It’s only a matter of time
I’ve come to find that it’s a nice day to know nothing!
And I’ve lost my mind just thinkin’ ‘bout the greed
I think I wrote this song because I just gotta do something
And it’s so abrupt, we gotta try to disrupt
They screwed the planet up, let’s move to Canada
Because we just woke up and it’s a nice day to know nothing!
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