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In Manhattan
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2. |
Across That Fine Line
05:25
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Reach out, call my name
Whenever you want
Faced with the final convulsion
Contorting my tongue
Reach out, fall my way
Easing around
It’s not a word that’s exchanged
It’s something else
And I’m watching you walk
Across that fine line
I died a hundred times
I reckon you could
Let it bleed
I’m resigned
Reach out, crawl my way
Any time
“Rapid, indirect feelings,”
I qualify
Every day we’re circling
Never closing in on what we want
But can you feel the quickening
Seven million moments down to one
And I’m watching you walk
Across that fine line
I died a hundred times
I reckon you could
Let it bleed
I’m resigned
(Everything I want to say)
And I’m watching you walk
Across that fine line
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3. |
Wounds of Love
03:19
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I can’t stop
This old feeling in my heart
I could never say it enough
You don’t belong in my heart
And all my friends, they’ve turned away
They say “walk it off” but, in my heart
I was never more than what you said
And I can’t fix it
I can’t help but recall
Can I ever get past the wounds of love?
No
But I can’t stop
There’s no ceiling in my heart
Foresight didn’t help me at all
I while away there, in my heart
I look away, I know the protocol
And often times I wonder
What it is that I hang around here for
Can I ever get past the wounds of love?
No
I try to stop it,
But I can’t help but recall
Can I ever get past the wounds of love?
No
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4. |
Miranda
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5. |
The Grey Commute
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6. |
This Fractured Mind
05:20
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Reeling from the moment
I stumbled on the life we left behind
Crippling innuendo
Unaffiliated but waiting on the side
Drew a line
Slightly undermined
But I want to find
Meaning, motion
And help me out
I can’t seem to dream about
Anything I can defend
I wonder now and then
D’you think that I could simulate
My life, but done a better way
In this fractured mind
I get to feeling turned around
And turned around again
Blinding lights a-flashing
Down the Garden State Parkway of your mind
One last call for alcohol
A night that’s for the books and then you die
Faster now
Spiraling and crashing now
Waking on the cold hard ground
Worth it, it’s worth it
Perpetual
Pseudo-intellectual
Kicking ‘round your town again
I wonder now and then
D’you think that I could simulate
My life, but done a better way
In this fractured mind
I get to feeling turned around
And turned around again
I’m not the one
Can you believe I’m not the one
Staring out the window
At every living thing I’m passing by
We’ve reached the end
Standing on the edge of it
Thinking back I can’t complain
But I wonder now and then
D’you think that I could simulate
My life, but done a better way
In this fractured mind
I get to feeling turned around
And turned around again
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7. |
Former Self
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8. |
Whatever You Want
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9. |
A Word & A Wave
03:52
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Finally torn asunder
Fall asleep romanticizing
Heartache in the city center
Watering your pothos while you hum
Aching for something you could save
A word & a wave
Kindly pull me under
Softening the seconds as they’re
Falling from the open window
Carried on a careful, quiet song
Aching with nothing to be gained
A word & a wave
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10. |
They're Beckoning
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11. |
A Word & A Wave
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