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News and Shoes
03:52
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Ideals can be a cruel friend, there's nothing about them that loves back, it seems.
Just a train in the distance, the sound of a thought of a voice in a dream.
And you'll end up worn out and spiteful, that feeling you hide,
That subtle hope you just can't let go.
Oh, how scary is it,
That we can become less desirable due to time alone,
Like an old blue pair of old shoes?
Where went the fucking magic?
Don't forgive. Forget, you'll be new again real soon,
And we'll be old news.
So what does one do, when the novelty of you just isn't fun anymore?
Do you scratch, do you yell? Are you stuck in a hell, trying desperately to find your way back to the door?
Saying, "Oh, I can see right through the hole in your soul and the soles of your shoes, so just go, leave me alone."
For four-score or more I had touted the flag, when all that you had was a great big old bag of baggage. The impatience and boredom, oh, I could've sworn you liked it a lot more when we first laid our eyes on each other. It's just dust in the wind, baby, ugly as sin, in the ugliest winter between these two people inside, you and I.
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Floating
02:36
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I'm floating alone in the sea,
Yeah, I'm floating alone in the sea.
Ain't nowhere to go or to be,
When you're floating alone in the sea.
Ain't no one in this world that knows me,
Ain't no one in this world that knows me.
'Cause when all of your old friends, turn out to be dolphins,
You're floating alone in the sea.
Why so serious, and why so aloof?
The shore isn't far, but you have to choose.
Still you push away, better on your own,
Don't be so afraid, no that ain't no good.
Travel fast alone, together we go far.
Like a caller with no phone, in a house that ain't a home,
'Cause I'm floating alone in the sea,
I'm floating alone in the sea.
Ain't nowhere to go or to be,
When you're floating alone in the sea.
I'm floating alone in the sea.
Calling and calling out to me,
Ain't nowhere to go or to be,
When you're floating alone in the sea.
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Black Ice
02:34
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Frozen in time, yet forced to go on,
Memories erased and forgotten.
The day becomes night, the snow turns to ice, and I can't...
Numb how we feel, we don't feel a thing,
It's the hole in our hearts, the hunger for spring.
I give and you take, now we're falling away into darkness.
It's black ice, can't you see, we'll all soon slip away,
With frost in our eyes,
And nothing to take or to show but the cold,
Invisible, silent, the killer.
The day becomes night, and the snow turns to ice.
And I know you can't wait forever.
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I Have a Brain
04:26
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Well, I wouldn't consider my life as a mess,
But it sure isn't clean and it doesn't make sense.
Oh, why can't I find?
And still the pressure that's always contending with me,
It won't cease or give in. No, I'll never be free.
Oh, why can't I hide?
Because I have a brain.
I have a brain the size of a cantaloupe,
But I can't see why my life is on a negative slope,
Oh, why can't I find?
And I expend all my energy trying to cope,
With decisions I've made, and mistakes,
I've become something I could never hide.
What I need is a rebirth, you see.
Insight in the form of an epiphany.
Oh, why can't I find?
Spring is a time full of love and of life,
And for all the great questions those answers are right,
But I don't see why.
Have we met before? Yes, I think we have.
Have we met before? Spring has come again.
Do you have any idea how it feels to be lost and alone?
To be without a heart, to be without a mind, to be without a home?
I'll find vision, it's there.
It's my rebirth, I swear,
Realization is near.
See your face in the crowd, see the sun through the clouds,
And it's all so clear.
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