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When I was a kid I loved the bible
and Relient K
When I was a kid I played Frodo but now someday soon
I’ll be Gandalf the grey
What Was it like before?
Because to a child
and open window
could be an open door
(it’s cause they’re so short)
When I was a kid it was all about the sound
but now I hear the words and they can be a drag
When my oldest brother played me mr. bright side
well it took until now to realize that bright eyes was so goddamn sad
Oh maryland, or mary anne
Whats your name?
In the backseat of my car theres a book that you’re afraid to read but it’s got your name
oh maryland, or mary lou?
It’s all the same
I thought I saw it wrong because of my age
but I saw it all wrong through my tinted shades
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This world is not my home, I'm just a passing through
I didn’t wanted to leave town, until I met you
The angels beckon me from heaven's open door
And I can't feel at home in this world anymore
O Lord, You know I have no friend like You
If heaven's not my home, then, Lord, what will I do
The angels beckon me from heaven's open door
And I can't feel at home in this world anymore
They're all expecting me, and that's one thing I know,
My Savior pardoned me, and now I onward go
I know He'll see me through though I am week and poor,
And I can't feel at home in this world anymore.
Just up in glory land we'll live eternally
The saints on every hand are shouting victory
Their songs of sweetest praise drift back from heaven's shore
And I can't feel at home in this world anymore
now where will I go
If I have no higher power
What’s more to lean than warm water from a shower
when I thought about it all
I knew I was wrong
but out of all my poor words
To the lord I lift this song
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In my bedroom, I know all the corners
I know where each door leads too and what each lightswitch does
but when I walk downstairs it’s not the same
I miss my old papers
and those old drawings
Its not that i’m afraid to change
I just hate waking up
oh all my dreams
they never go long enough
If I saw it all on paper
every dream i ever had
I’d never say
“Well in the morning we’ll rise
come on! its morning lets wake up!
and see what the real sun looks like”
cause its an awful saying “sometimes dreams fall hard”
and the high school kids saying “oh, its so hard”
I can’t sometimes tell
if its a dream or its real
when I get drunk my lips get numb but i can’t feel anything in a dream
so am I dreaming
or too fucking trashed
if I saw it all on paper
I’d never get of my ass, I’d never say
“Well in the morning we’ll rise
come on! its morning lets wake up!
and see what the real sun looks like”
cause its an awful saying “sometimes dreams fall hard”
and the college kids saying “oh, its so hard”
Is it too much too ask for?
am i asking you to turn back time or am i asking you to close those blinds
Mother, don’t wake me up till I’m done
I like these dreams so much
and theres a way out, but I wish that there wasn’t one
So In the morning well rise
in the morning well wake up
and we’ll see what the real sun looks like
but it’s awful knowing
all my dreams fall hard
when it’s no longer dark, oh its so hard
good morning doctor
good morning fireman
good morning children
good morning to every human
what will today bring us?
well what’s the plan?
I’m learning where my hands go
and it’s not in my pockets
I’m learning how to let go
and it sucks hardcore let me tell you
no in the morning I’ll rise
in the morning I’ll wake up
and the sun will burn out my eyes
with out my shades to protect them
my eyes will get sunburns
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so tilt your head to the good side
and keep your bad side inside
that look in your right eye
I love it
I died on the road on riverside drive
the windshield glass gouged out my eyes but now
I keep on driving, dead and blind
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Ten Dollar Piano
01:40
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Like a pill bug
next to a fresh planted flower
do you notice changes in geography?
like a dumb kid
my parents bought me new friends
and i believed it
and i believed it
if my mother doesn't go to sleep
if my dad doesn't have any money
I’ll have to stay here
I’ll have to stay here
You were ready with an open right hand
in your left you held a knife, you said,
“I’ll cut open my chest, and make my white t-shirt red striped”
I thought I could give you a t-shirt to wear
I thought you liked it when I touched your hair
If you still need a t-shirt
just take one from my drawer
cause I've got a lot of t-shirts I don’t need any more
I burned down a church
I though it wouldn’t hurt
Well it was fun while it lasted,
but it didn’t work
I though it’d be such a pleasure to watch your house burn
I was ready with an open right hand
in my left i held a knife I said
“you can cut open my chest and make my white t-shirt red striped,
well, I’m no James Woods in Videodrome, but I’m more hardcore than jack white”
If I were an older man, would it be easier to hold my hand?
Well, If I weren’t so tall
I know I sound like a fool
singing about being sad, and high school, but
Its a pain to be young sometimes
sometimes its a pain being young
I hate being young sometimes
sometimes i hate being young
but its so much fun, its so much fun to be young
sometimes being young is a lot of fun
I’m sorry I assumed so much about your t-shirt
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Low
02:12
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I cut down a bird's nest
and put it in the grass
do you think the babies know
that their home wasn't meant to be so low?
I try to not let people know
that sometimes I'm an asshole
that sometimes I try my best
but I still cut down that bird's nest
It's all meant to be hopeful though
sometimes strange and distant yes
but tomorrow won't be so low
That bird doesn't need me
to lift it's wings or cool it's breast
but when it lifts off, I still blow
well, tomorrow won't be so low
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I wish I could write all over your walls
Cause then in red crayon I’d scrawl
“I love it all, I love it all, I love it all”
I wish I could open up your doors
cause then the outside air
It would be yours it would be yours it would be yours”
I wish I could stop wanting to be the other
But theres no other light I need to cover
It was in a car under rain
where I felt like floating water
It's so strange how it happened
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You (The Middle #2)
06:45
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my bed frame is breaking
and I think someone is watching
underneath my door
my bedroom door creaking
I can see your shadow cast on that line of light
does it rain this much on your side of the road
when we’re going different ways
or has my disconcern with the speed limit
predestined me to swerve off road anyway?
like when I wear a that red hat
to hide my hair
the parentheses around these song titles
wasn’t an artistic decision
It just all fell flat
like my love it all fell flat
like a plastic bag, I fall slowly
so now sometime soon
they’ll see through my cover
they’ll no that like this love
I can’t create a cohesive work
I try from time to time but it never works
so now I’ll change the POV
to make sure this song isn’t known from his perspective
he’ll hide this love for me
or I am giving it to him to give to you
yes he’s changing the point of view
because when he writes in the first person
it becomes the second person
because all his pronouns are replace with “you”
it was such a party
annie, mary anne, and mary lou,
it was so strange how it happened
but which were you?
which one are you?
he tried to change the tense too
he thought he could repair it all if he starts over
but now he greets every stranger
with “hi! how were you’s?”
now he moved his head in oscillation
he is looking from side to side
he considered it from all angles
he didn’t do well
but at least he tries
so now he writes in the first person
something simple, like sendak or seuss
it goes
“you are so goddamn wonderful fantastic
and in a makeshift outfit of dirty clothes from around my room
I’ll search my closet for change in inconspicuous places
if it’s all I have I’ll spend it on you”
In car seat headrest’s first album
there is a song titled “kid war”
in which will toledo sings the refrain
“I hate you”
but overtime I sing along it comes out wrong
I sing “I love you”
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10. |
Intermission
01:23
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11. |
Maryland (continued)
04:43
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If the wind blew sparks from my fingertips,
could i burn this whole house down?
Well I’m older now,
and it feels so strange,
when I look in the mirror
sometimes theres hair on my face
well, when boys get older they become men
but if I'm still a boy, well what if that?
well what then?
If I burn all the matches in your matchbox
If I go to the store and buy more matches,
will I have any light to give?
Oh maryland
Such a beautiful state
I was only there for a minute, I don’t really know your name
was it mary, Annie, Jill, Or Jane?
oh maryland, someday I’ll know your name
I’ve written a lot of songs a few now about maryland
in the rain and the snow and the burning heat about being torn down
or lifted off my feet
and everyone of them in anticipation of when we’ll meet about
our distance and relation or our relative location,
but its all just geography
If I shot light from my fingertips and that screaming, crying kid,
well I kicked that shit
would it be any different in good time would you look behind you see the sun and say
“what shine, oh what a shine I have in my eyes!”
Oh maryland
Such a beautiful state
I was only there for a minute, I don’t really know your name
was it mary, Annie, Jill, Or Jane?
oh maryland, someday I’ll know your name
Now it’s an endless battle with my busted car speaker
I thought I’d hide the rattle if I made my music louder but it just made the little rattle louder too
I got new shades,
I got new shades,
I’m afraid of the day so I got new shades
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I thought that’d I’d be man
I thought that I’d beat my chest
but when i played it all with band
it came out a muddled mess
when I woke up the sun was in town
but after i slept through the whole afternoon
he didn’t hang around
In Maryland I was on my own
and the morning was a short lived glow
now it’s strange that I’m back in my hometown
and theres so many people that I never got to know
He told me he was a prophet but he looked like my dad
in a baseball t-shirt, and my future in a bag
I look at his side, and then before the moment passed
I looked into his eyes and then I asked,
“what will happen to my youthful glow?”
“it was strange how it happened, and you didn’t know
with your kids at your side and your head all bald
wandering like a true american, in shopping malls”
Could you take me back to elementary school?
We wore walmart skate shoes, and heelys were cool
when I didn’t ramble about the things I’d lost
my childhood, our romance,
or my DVDs of lost
My mother once told me it’s okay to cry
at 4 A.M when I stayed up and cried
The next day at school I still had it in my eye
“are you okay, or did you come to school high?”
It was all in my head
“what will happen to my youthful glow?”
“it was strange how it happened, and you didn’t know
with your kids at your side and your head all bald
wandering like a true american, in shopping malls”
Prairie home companion is off the air
when I sang it aloud they didn’t care
I’ve tried escape by cutting my hair
when you left town I cut my hair
and the jacket in my closet
it’s still there
“what will happen to my youthful glow?”
“it was strange how it happened, and you didn’t know
with your kids at your side and your head all bald
wandering like a true american, in shopping malls”
what will happen to my youthful glow?
It’s so strange how it happens.
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I'm glad
I'm not sad
I promise I'd smile more
If you'd just move your feet across this hard wood floor
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