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(Don't) Close Your Eyes
03:48
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I watch the sun go down within the scene it sets
Dead leaves and silhouettes
There's worry in the air, it's blowing through the trees
And we just hang our heads
A man on t.v. says, "The sky is falling down"
It makes me want to cry
It feels like screaming without sound
A silent film just spins around
We plan with dated maps
The roads we knew just artifacts of when we could still get home
Put up a picket fence and have a dream in future tense
But now, it feels like the unknown
Can't help but feeling that I'm up on the ceiling
Gonna fall
Cut the cord, turn off my phone
Shut out the world, and be alone
But you can't close your eyes
Better days won't find you
Clear a path for those beside you
Don't look away
From what you know reminds you
Just look around
We're right behind you
Don't close your eyes
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2. |
Jack & Carolyn
04:22
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Rain tapped out
The outline of your car that night
I should have bit my tongue
And held it all inside
Never to begin
Like Jack and Carolyn
But there was no one else
Just me and a sad song
I made you wait too long
I only blame myself
On your porch
We put a record on
And play our favorite songs
Feels like I have known you just as long as them
"And when the big hand goes 'round again"
I hope we're still friends
Never to begin
Like Jack and Carolyn
But there was no one else
Just me and a sad song
I made you wait too long
I only blame myself
It's like you said
I'm halfway out
Of every door I see
In my head
You can't let down
What you don't let in
I'm sorry for everything I could not be
Everything you need from me
Everything I did not see
Everything
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3. |
How Dark Does It Get
03:16
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I turn off the lights
And walk down the hall
Still hear the radio saying
Something about a wall
And I can't understand
How we strayed so far
So I sit and I drink
And I try not to think
Who it is we think that we are
The senator stands
Addresses the hall
He's got expensive teeth
But a "good ol' boy" drawl
Says that "The president's words
They don't speak for the rest"
And that "We should all stand tall"
Yeah, "We should all be best"
And they're called to the floor
He forgets how to stand
He casts his vote
With blood on his hands
It's like Ani said
We're all just Pavlov's dog
Don't wanna answer the phone
We'll just adapt to the fog
And just when we catch on
They start singing our song
They yell "fire!"
And we push for the door
There's no justice, no peace
We should be in the streets
But we just eat it up from our phones
How dark?
How dark?
How dark?
How dark does it get?
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4. |
Company Man
03:01
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With your hat in sweatshop red
You got your win
Does it matter what was said?
Yeah, you'll stick by your man
Won't care at all
When he has to take the stand
You can say whatever you want
Yeah, you can say whatever you like
You're gonna stand your ground
Pull those bootstraps up
Why should you look around?
'Cause who needs context clues?
Or history books?
You've got those economic blues
You can say whatever you want
Yeah, you can say whatever you like
It won't make it true
It's not owed to you
To ease a broken life
With a fucked up attitude
It's an old spent mine
To tow the line
Despite the truth
Yeah, you can say whatever you want
You can say whatever you like
It won't make it true
It's not owed to you
To ease a broken life
With a fucked up attitude
It's an old spent mine
To tow the line
Despite the truth
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5. |
Fashionable Apathy
03:15
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You've got a good thing going
Words are wind, and you keep blowing
They try to swim
And you yell, "drown!"
What you can't do
You just tear down
Don't dream
Don't reach
Don't look inside
Just keep it cool enough to hide
Stop! Stop!
Your human's showing
Gotta keep those tears from flowin'
Don't create, just criticize
Play it safe
Off to the side
Yeah, you can't lose if you don't try
Play it cool
Close to the vest
Don't show your hand
Don't do your best
Why hold out hope
They'd understand
Just push it down
Just, "be a man"
Don't dream
Don't reach
Don't look inside
Just keep it cool enough to hide
Stop! Stop!
Your human's showing
Gotta keep those tears from flowin'
Don't create, just criticize
Play it safe
Off to the side
It's what you hate about yourself
The flaws in everybody else
That you don't like
It's not the barrel of a gun
To see where someone's coming from
Before you strike
Stop! Stop!
Your human's showing
Gotta keep those tears from flowin'
Don't create, just criticize
Play it safe
Off to the side
Yeah, you can't lose if you don't try
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6. |
Digging Graves
05:10
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You sit at home
And think about the past
What else could have been
And why nothing seems to last
And all you've done
Is put songs up on a shelf
Spent the last four years
Feeling sorry for yourself
We dig up graves
To see our face
More like what we had in mind
If the good old days
Were half as great
Then why leave it all behind?
Don't haunt yourself
With someone else
What you might have done
It's here and now
Just get it out
Don't let it slip away
Just like the good old days
When you still had the band
You'd drive across New England
In that van
And pour your hearts
Out in empty rooms
In empty towns
And just do the best you can
But that's not it
You got tired and you got sick
Felt the great world spin
And then you quit
We dig up graves
To see our face
More like what we had in mind
If the good old days
Were half as great
Then why leave it all behind?
Don't haunt yourself
With someone else
What you might have done
It's here and now
Just get it out
Don't let it slip away
Were you yourself
At seventeen?
All four track tapes
And nicotine
The past is not a point in time
It's taillights on a dotted line
A fading hint of where you were before
Is there a way
To really know?
You got old but did you grow?
Or did you just sit down
And write the same old song?
The same old song.
Don't haunt yourself
With someone else
What you might have done
It's here and now
Just get it out
Don't let it slip away
Just like the good old days
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7. |
Stick Around
05:18
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A tourist takes a photo
Of a picture in frame
On a wall
Captures what's been caught
And sees just what she wants inside it all
I would take my own
But I can't help but see the things that fade
While I'm looking at a shadow of a shadow
Of all the things I've made
But even shadows fade
At least that's what I thought
I'd know for sure if I'd been out in days
Or just pulled the blinds
Let some light inside
To see if you're okay
All of these big plans
And I let them crash
Like waves to foam
Now I'm sleeping on a couch
While all my friends turn houses into home
And it's not like I don't miss them
When they say, "We haven't seen you in a while"
It's just to me what feels like inches
To them must seem more like I'm off by miles
There I go
Thinking catastrophic thoughts
While a man who's dressed in white speaks monotone
"We'll operate"
Cut away the parts that ail me
'Cause there's something wrong
I feel it in my bones
And like ivy grows
I am wrapped up in this moment
Something beautiful makes dust from out of stone
And the cracks they show
From this devil on my shoulder
Speaking words with weight
I hear him he goes
This is failure
This is freedom
This flailing in a sea of your decisions
If I believed I'd start to make my peace with
Oh no, where would I begin
I lay back and let the drugs work
And I'll think of you
When I'm counting back from ten
And as I close my eyes
I see that I'm not scared
I'm terrified
I have never been alive until just now
I could have been someone
Been a better brother, a better son
There is so much left undone and still not said
I should have let myself
See that I was wrong, but you weren't right
And I still want you by my side
To see me off
Into this sterile room
Where I close my eyes and count from ten
I close my eyes and count from ten
I close my eyes
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8. |
6/7/14
05:19
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Foundations crumbling
Walls closing in
You're picking pieces up
Off of the floor
To start again
You say the words
Without looking up
Without calming down
You're busy tracing woodgrain
Along the floor
My mind is racing
And what you said
Is not what you meant
It's the words that are missing
That run through my head
Leave me awake
And keep me alone
In this empty apartment
That I called my home
Light fades from the room
The sun goes down
The panic blooms
The dust outlines the ghost
I will become
My things are packed
I sit in my car
Down by the dock
And watch ships go by
A blank page staring back
Across the sky
And I feel nothing
And what you said
Is not what you meant
It's the parts that are missing
That run through my head
Leave me awake
And keep me alone
In this empty apartment
That I called my home
I'll lasso the moon
And swim across the Charles
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the tree line Boston, Massachusetts
the tree line is a project by Boston-based songwriter / composer Nick Twohig.
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