1. |
Five Years
02:00
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It isn't about what they do
Or what you've done,
But what you'll do.
It isn't about what they have,
Or how you've spent the last five years.
It isn't about how it is,
Conditions outside of yourself.
It isn't about the water
That's already under the bridge.
(Bridge!)
Wouldn't it be nice
To see no ghost
When you looked over your shoulder?
But it isn't about other people,
Or some story that never was.
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2. |
Worst Fears
04:10
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Verse:
At some point, they stop listening
To your wishes and your dreams.
At some point, they stop caring about
What you have to say and what you think.
Oh, oh.
Years go by, and you're mystified
By the velocity at which they fly.
Everyone else is moving along,
While you just watch from the sidelines.
Oh, oh.
Chorus:
These things that you create,
They can't approximate
These things you say you want.
They're too little, too late.
And these things you say you'll do,
You won't get around to.
They could be within reach,
But something's wrong with you.
Oh, oh.
Verse:
Even if you have potential,
You lack the wherewithal to live it out.
And your track record's spotty enough
That your future is cast in doubt.
You'll always be a disappointment
To other people and to yourself.
Moreover, no one will ever love you,
So put that hope back up on the shelf.
Oh, oh.
Chorus
Bridge:
Day by day, you manage, you scrape by.
A small, windowless room is your whole life.
Instrumental break
Bridge
Outro:
Just succumb to your despondency.
No point in trying at all.
Or, instead, you could take everything I say
With exactly one grain of salt.
Oh, oh.
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3. |
Expectations
03:21
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V
Independence is a euphemism for loneliness.
Stoicism is another word for resignation.
Freedom isn't that exciting when it's all that you know.
Shopping around gets tiring when you never take a thing home.
C
Keep your expectations nice and low.
Keep the lid that contains them tightly closed.
Once that jack pops out of the box
It's hard to put him back.
V
Wait and hope are expressed by the same word in Spanish.
That's not so, or at least not my experience in English.
C
Sometimes you don't know how tired you are
'Til you first sit down to take a rest.
Sometimes you don't know how hungry you are
'Til you take that first bite.
(Bridge)
C
So keep your expectations nice and low.
Keep the lid that contains them tightly closed.
Once that jack pops out of the box
It's hard to put him back.
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4. |
Doors
04:30
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My door's always open
Anytime you want.
You know how to reach me.
My phone's always on.
Last time that I saw you was
Over a year and a half ago,
Late at night, at some bar
In Baltimore, after the show.
We walked side by side outside
To our cars parked on the street,
And, laughing, you seemed all yourself,
A parting gift you gave to me.
I don't know what's going on
Inside your head. You won't tell me.
You're something special,
But you're something of a mystery.
With anyone else, I'd take the hint,
Deduce that silence means goodbye,
But you just mean too much to me,
So, regardless, I'm still gonna try.
My friend, I'll see you again.
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5. |
Hamilton Pool
04:30
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Bal Boheme Washington, D.C.
Female-fronted keyboard indie pop from the nation's capital.
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