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The city is an orchestra
Clanging and crashing
We are telephone wires,
clogged beyond repair.
Outgrew our thin skin
We are all molting
And casually look away
Earn our guilt by omission
Set fire to
The urban sprawl,
To the high rise
and the scaffolding.
Send passive reminders
to mute all the ugly in you
and flood the news
with good intentions
I'm not afraid of
the calm before the storm
I'm just terrified
of the calm that comes after.
Tell me there's something
Something more than this
Or Are we just floating
adrift on the current?
Set fire to
The urban sprawl,
To the high rise
and the scaffolding.
Send passive reminders
to mute all the ugly in you
and flood the news
with good intentions
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Best Foot Forward
03:39
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Try to put my best foot forward
I falter like an aging dancer
Simple words don't come so close now
to putting forth this sense of meaning
You're like a pretty paint smear
On the floor in a whirling pattern,
but I don't really know
You're like a wilting violet
green to brown
and the dying leaves are all just
crumbling down
Let me be the distance
Calling you across the waves
Let me be the ocean
I'll carry you home
Try to put my best foot forward
I falter like an aging dancer
Simple words don't come so close now
to putting forth this sense of meaning
Try to put my best foot forward
I falter like an aging dancer
Simple words don't come so close now
to putting forth this sense of meaning
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7-16-2006 (Ghosts)
04:54
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Can I keep them like a secret?
Memories warm me like the summer rain.
Running down the blacktop
And slipping through the sewer grates
Can I hold on a little bit longer
Drive as far as the road will go
To the places hidden
But you still knew the way.
Woah.
I am still reaching for that place
I am still yearning for the time before
All the people in my photos
are something more than ghosts.
Fold me like a paper plane
Toss me into the sea
Let me slip inside
Let the waves crash over me
Say what you want of me
Say what you will of them
When all is said and done
I won't let you slip away.
Woah.
I am still reaching for that place
I am still yearning for the time before
All the people in my photos
are something more than ghosts
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Lorem Ipsum
04:07
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Ships are in the harbor
Quiet, drifting out to sea
Sleeping without worry
Cling to former glory
Antennas on the rooftop,
Streaming all the lonely ends
Scratching out the hard parts
Silent when they're comforting
Give me, something, anything
Kill the buzzing in my ears
Spiraling and circling
Down and through this wayward drain
This wayward drain
What are you waiting for?
Shouting down crowded rooms
Words mixed with static
We exist in noise
Straight to the heart of it
Sifting through the broken glass
Weaving through static
Three dots, three dash, three dots.
You can't pretend
that you can abstain
Your hands are bound
Our tongues are tied.
The sirens ring
The streets are empty
We let it come to this
Apathetic generation
What are you waiting for?
Shouting down crowded rooms
Words mixed with static
We exist in noise
Straight to the heart of it
Sifting through the broken glass
Weaving through static
Three dots, three dash, three dots.
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small graves Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
small graves creates a frenzied mix of Iron Chic and Japandroids anthemic punk rock with a healthy dose of indie rock sincerity from bands like Tokyo Police Club and Death Cab for Cutie. Add to that the raw, gritty sound of 90s alt-rock bands like The Toadies and Silverchair, and you get a sound that feels nostalgic and familiar while tilling new sonic grounds. ... more
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