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We Are Not Astronauts
04:16
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2. |
Long Distance Movies
05:52
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What we have right now, I won’t blow it. It’s aching in your bones.
We shared these nights alone, I missed you
I apologize for asking to stay here.
The sound of your voice, makes my heart stop
There’s a lump in my throat
So I can't talk
I’m blind and deaf and blue,
But I’m crazy about you
I miss your eyes, that I havent seen
I can still hear your laugh, shinning through the screen
This movie aint to long
Isn’t that a shame
I lost her in the credits
Early on
We’re talking on the phone, about what we've seen
Nothing will go wrong, when your with me
As the night goes on, I need space
To reduce between your face and mine
I miss your eyes, that I havent seen
I can still hear your laugh, shining through the screen
This movie aint to long
Isn’t that a shame
I lost her in the credits
Early on
I miss your eyes, that I havent seen
I can still hear your laugh, shining through the screen
This movie aint to long
Isn’t that a shame
I lost her in the credits
Early on
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3. |
Alone
02:47
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I’m lost and I can't go home.
We walked down a twisted road.
She’s gone and I’m all alone.
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Take me down, to the place, where I can't feel a thing,
you’ll see everything, and everything I’ve seen
Take me down, with a voice, I hear inside my brain,
you’ll hear everything, and everything's the same
Take note, as a go, and I ride a long this train,
it’s a head of me, it’s way past the gate
Follow me through the smoke, it will clear as we go
Light from the sun, will take you to the end
End of the days, where it’s only you and me,
perhaps you’ll be happy, not having me around.
Time will go, cause I’m wasting the days,
the gears in the clock, are rusting all away
what you’ll find, is so much better, without me there, without me there
Take me down, to the place, where I can't feel a thing,
You’ll see everything, and everything I’ve seen
Take me down, with a voice, I hear inside my brain,
you’ll hear everything, and everything's the same
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5. |
4 AM
02:46
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From the moment I saw your, I wanted your time
Through my rose tinted glasses, I thought you were fine
Then I got your number we met up at 9, we made love at midnight, you slept until five
We talked until 8, we ran after 2, we finished at 4, the whole afternoon
How does she know, what to feel
How do I tell what's real
You seemed disappointed, our kids were mine.
You sit in their rooms, do nothing but cry
You cut off your hair, when your feeling moody, let's stay in tonight, and we'll watch a movie
You stand at the door, legs getting thinner, I’ll go in the kitchen and make you some dinner
How does she know, what to feel
How do I tell what's real
You sit at the bed, and stare at the floor, I throw on my shoes I can’t take anymore
I leave at the one, return at the 3, low and behold your waiting for me
I say that I’m sorry, we made up at 9, we slept until midnight I left after 5
I started the car, and left after 2, I drove through night and whole afternoon
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6. |
Tired Days
02:04
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7. |
Jones-Emberson 2
15:03
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