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Iceland
05:02
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city in rust, along the bottom edge
time creeps slow
when you spend it all counting down
city in mud, softened to readjust
make big change
when you live your life day to day
don’t think much of what i’ve loved
you’re to blame
for all that i will and won’t become
i’m a victim of the reprecussions
of this place
we’re all that’s been built and been torn down
what tremendous weight you have
burdening your every move
spread out miles and miles
over streets and new concrete
how your shoulders must be sore
and your patience must be tried
i bet you can feel the weight
on every new face you meet
all the sights to see
all the gifts to reap
seems too good to be true
all the bets to place
all the time to waste
seems too good to be true
it’s just a matter of time
before you notice it’s all
smoke and mirrors
the secret’s out
all the fortunate
are the obstinate
they get away
as fast as they can
i’m seeing the best of you
(all i’ve ever known)
when i’m glancing at a map
(is time away from home)
all the regrets and fears don’t want to leave
mistaking you for who i’d like to be
find yourself alive without a soul
losing track without a home
i’m washing myself clean
i’m digging myself deep
into a hole i don’t want to be
i’m washing myself clean
i’m digging myself deep
into a hole i don’t want to be
don’t want to see
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Greenland
03:08
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fathoms we’ve sunk
trenches we’ll wait
among the biting cold
and makeshift home that we’ve made
vessels will rust
sunken we’ll stay
fear not of growing old
else we’ll waste away
turn back the hands of time
(risk but we have to try)
anything for a chance to come alive
to return to what once we had called a life
peel back these hands of mine
(make new what once was dry)
and i’ll make suke i never sleep again
i’ll be the last one to forget
we’re already dead
sold our souls to
pay our debts
take a number
alongside the rest
turn back the hands of time
(risk but we have to try)
anything for a chance to come alive
to return to what once we had called a life
time stops, we don’t breathe a word
shell cracks, reflects the choice we made
floor leaks, the water rises to our throats
pipes burst, we await our fate
with the new weight in our chests
i’ll see you along the bottom
with the new weight in our chests
i’ll see you along the bottom
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3. |
Buddy System
04:58
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the branches bend under the weight of your regret
you sit perched, up on high, it should break instead
though branches are there, i can’t figure why
we have all the while, to live and die
the pendulums are swinging back and forth
we don’t have much without them though
and there’s not a lot of space between
what’s keeping me up, keeping me asleep
we’re all just skipping stones
haven’t you heard the news
we’re all just a bag of bones
haven’t you heard the news
we’re all ghosts of our former selves, haunting our sleep
(can we still dream)
when i could still run for days, in the summer heat
(the rest is sleep)
now all that’s left is some hollow shell, some dried up leaves
(can we break free)
when i could still slide for days, on frozen concrete
(just let me breathe)
the dreams stay the same, but the seasons change, the seasons change
the dreams stay the same, but the reasons change, the reasons change
and all of this i think i’ve lived before
you were here when i just a boy
if i messed it up i’d just try again
nothing was sacred, nothing was certain
when i still had
the whole world in front of me
when i still was
the person i wanted to be
the dreams stay the same, but the seasons change, the seasons change
the dreams stay the same, but the reasons change, the reasons change
i had no choice in this, i took no part in it
but yet here i am
i had no choice in this, i took no part in it
but yet here i am
all the pictures are in black and white
they’re memories of what it felt like
i’m failing to find all the parts to grasp
the photo frames to send our past
you gave it to me just to take it back
decided to strip me of what i had
would it have killed you to be less like me
with all your loneliness, your misery
years have passed but now i am looking back
a sense of belonging that i never grasped
would it have killed you to be less like me
with all your dubious reasoning
you gave it to me just to take it back
decided to strip me of what i had
would it have killed you to be less like me
with all your loneliness, your misery
your dubious reasoning
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4. |
Sixty Acres
02:25
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buried beneath the floorboards, beneath you and me
starved for sight, starved to see
oh, for a hint of light, still deprived
oh, for the love of life, it still cries
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5. |
Meat Wave
03:33
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was it destiny or was it me
when i was crushed under both your feet
from the depths i was born again
but not the kind that you would expect
for the first time i was free
to view the whole and not just a piece
from the depths i was born again
a binding contract that never bends
but i won’t live the same day twice
i was born and then i lived
and i won’t dwell over why
i was born and then i lived
there’s no plans i cannot break
there’s no choice i have to make
there’s no plans i cannot break
there’s no path i’m meant to take
but i won’t live the same day twice
i was born and then i lived
and i won’t dwell over why
i was born and then i lived
i’m not worried about what comes next
there’s nothing but what i make of it
i’ll make sure that there’s nothing left
and there’s no reason to be frightened
are you thinking all the time it’s all unknown
is it any surprise we’re scared of calling it home
it’s a big place to find yourself wandering alone
i’ve got questions that don’t have no answers, i’ve got things i’ll never know
i’ve got questions that don’t have no answers, i’ve got things i’ll never know
no i won’t live the same day twice
won’t believe in it
no i won’t live the same day twice
won’t believe in it
(fade to black space sounds great
fade to gray okay
fade to white sounds nice
fade to black space sounds great
fade to white sounds nice)
at the edge it’s begun to rip
i spent my entire life afraid of it
and so instead of hiding
i’ll split it open and i’ll jump right in
i’ll cause the biggest rift
i’ll pry it apart and i’ll make it fit
there’s no reason to be frightened
because it’s just dark and that’s all it is
and by the time it’s over
i won’t have noticed
i won’t have noticed
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6. |
Safety Jobs
05:24
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bones will break so faith will shake
turns out all i wanted was
some peace of mind, a stretch of time
a place where i can rest my head
sick with age and you share my pain
turns out all i wanted was
the string untied, to lose then find
the meaning of the turbulence
i can leave but the room’ll stay
it never cared either way
what’s a choice without an end
i never knew where it went
knots are tied and the edges fray
i never cared either way
what’s a choice without an end
i never knew what it meant
bones will break so faith will shake
turns out all i wanted was
some peace of mind, a stretch of time
a place where i can rest my head
what’s a choice without an end
i knew never what it meant
waiting for the string to unwind
to run my finger through
what a tangled mess it is, i see it now
now’s the time to rest you said
you’ve done enough
(but where did it go)
with such clarity i see
i haven’t done that much
(but what do i know)
can’t i see i’m waiting most my life
but i was never you
what a tangled mess we are, i see it now
now’s the time to rest you said
you’ve done enough
(but where did it go)
with such clarity i see
i haven’t done that much
(but what do i know)
i’ll hide you beneath the floorboards
bury you in an old shoe box, in the backyard
i’ll hide you beneath the floorboards
bury you in an old shoe box, in the backyard
i forget you’re beneath the floorboards, i lose such track of time
i’m just a fraction of a world, indifferent to your plight
when i pulled up the floorboards, what did i expect to find
there is nothing left to see, when i question this life
won’t you just disappear anyway
won’t you just disappear anyway
we were so important to so few, i run my finger through
(now’s the time to rest, you said, you’ve done enough)
we were so important to so few, i run my finger through
(now’s the time to rest, you said, you’ve done enough)
bones will ache forget my name
remember there’s no such thing as fate
(i’ll take my chances though, i’ll take my chances though)
i’m not afraid just sick with age
remember to sit and wait
(just like my old man now, just like my old man now)
i’ll waste a life i’ll wait my turn
whatever’s left does not concern
(with each passing day, each day i’m less afraid)
afraid i can’t just toy with time
i know now what i have is mine
(nothing will ease this pain, nothing will ease this pain)
and now i’m resting my soul, i’m resting my mind
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