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Inside Outside the Box
02:36
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What eats me eats me up no matter where I turn. I learn to look the other way and turn it all away, for sure. I tried to steer this all in some productive way, but live instead in constant weirdness constant disarray. Inside outside the box, boil in mega thought, there’s so much more that you’ll endure inside, oh my. There’s something burning grinding that I can’t define, it’s followed me through every motion for the longest time, and I’m bewildered in a way I’m longing to describe, I’ll try but know this burden knows not where to draw the line. Free from a world of absolutes, everlasting anythings, brittle plastic paradigm, come on inside come on inside. No truth sacred or pristine, just infinite in between. Life chaotic and tranquil, once you’re in you’re out for good. I am bewildered in a way I’m longing to describe, I am bewildered in a way I’m longing to describe, oh we’re fleshy toothed mobile and emotional, so if you’re looking for confusion you’re a lifetime full. Inside outside the box, boil in mega thought, there’s so much more that you’ll endure inside oh my. Inside outside the box, boil in mega thought, there’s so much more that you’ll endure inside oh my.
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Sports/religion/war
01:32
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The conversations back to treatment treatment of people we treat ourselves and treat each other according to how we feel, so we prize our truths high above each others feelings, it’s never been right but it’s repeating repeating repeating on and on, same as before, tired as sports religion and war. And each issue is a fork in the road of your moral code, but it doesn’t have to be yes or no, stay or go, black or white, left or right any more at all. Life is more and less logical, my God. So we can’t ignore our victories and condescend for any reason forks in the road, egos so fragile. Like flies from flames, don’t push the world away.
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Perceived Wrong
01:55
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I’m perceiving wrong all I perceive, I’m perceiving wrong all that I perceive. Nothings coming down on you and me, wipe the stupid tears away. We’ll beat our head against the wall and do our best to break the mould so we’ll betray our intuition savor every situation think too much before we speak, speak enough not to be hear we’ll hear a lot of things a lot of things but never hear enough.
I’m perceiving wrong all I perceive, I’m perceiving wrong all that I perceive. Nothings raining down on you and me, wipe the stupid tears away. We’ll beat our head against the wall and do our best to break the mould complicate our intuition, savor every situation think too much before we speak, speak enough not to be heard, hear a lot of things a lot of things but never hear enough.
Cause I’m perceiving wrong all that I perceive, I’m perceiving wrong all that I perceive. Nothings raining down on you or me, wipe the stupid tears away. I’m freaking out, I’m freaking out, I’m freaking out, I’m freaking out, make it count, make it count, make it count, make it count, make it count.
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Always Something
01:24
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What’s new how are things? I find it’s always something and I’m not sure what to make of most of what I take in. Try and hear me out, try to understand. Let’s hang out with the couch, let’s hang out with the box fan. Try to hear me out try to hear me out. Try to understand try to understand. Understand it’s always something, and it’s always something, and it’s always something.
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Hang out, hang out, hang out in the living room for hours and hours and hours, we’ll talk and watch movies. I’m up most every night and asleep most every afternoon in dreamless death like sleep that never does me any good, until the summer wind breaths again, like the tundra wind stings my skin. I’ll be chilling in side, and chillin out, alive between the fridge and couch I’ll be swimming through the seasons through emotions toward indifference, I’ve got my eye on something but it’s nothing that I understand. What little sense of purpose I can gather I will gather, and I’ll blame this nasty weather, and I’ll wait for something better, and I’ll wait. And I’ll wait.
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Trees and Headlights
02:04
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Breath I won’t hold my breath, do something like my best. Wait, but don’t wait around too long, get real get along. With so many truths said to be few, simple and known, and so many woes so many woes (whoa.) Let’s wish away let’s wish away the modern world. Drive through the hills drive to the lake, build a fire mix some drinks. Watching the stars talking for hours, in the absence of responsibility. Perfectly still water and hills, distant crickets and animals. Into the night into the night now and for now every thing is right. And we’ll wake up at noon, maybe one maybe two, take the boat out for a while with no schedule. Throw some sticks off the dock for the dog, go to town buy some bottles and marshmallows and a pizza we’ll talk about getting our acts together. Talk about the lives we pause to come here. I haven’t felt better in recent memory, escape the grueling hours and bland reality. Now and for now everything is alright, trees and trees and trees in headlights. Now and for now I think you know what I mean. Now and for now everything is alright, trees and trees and trees and headlights. Now and for now I think you know what I mean.
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At Kinda Peace
01:17
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That’s exactly what I tell myself, when I’m facing what you’re facing now. That’s exactly how serious that I’ve come to see it all, but I have found so much more than I ever went out in search for. That’s exactly what I tell myself, who am I to know what’s best for me. That’s exactly the way it’s been, I’m obsessively at peace. That’s exactly what I tell myself. That’s exactly what I tell myself, and I have found so much more, and I have found so much more than I ever went out in search for.
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The Park At Night
01:13
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Theres an awesome place where we can go to have some fun, this week has been a really awfully extra long one, have you seen the park at night? Cause I think it’s worth more than the trip. Don’t make me see the river by myself, I promise it’s more than worth it. Time stands close as possible to still, the emotion is ultimately tranquil. This is the park in the night, oh nothing can rival the scents and the sights. This is the park in the night, oh nothing can rival the scents or the sights.
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