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Patience
03:31
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one moment along a dusty measurement of time
I know that I must continue searching in my own mind
if I know that I know that I know that I know
if I grow the way
it's shown to me
then all that it is, and all it shall be
is all
I can't claim to see what I am
but holding too tight leaves an empty hand
I want a chest like the clearest lake
I want a spade and a vine on a stake
and a practice of patience
to carry, to take
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2. |
Me and My Friends
03:14
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what am I left with if I throw out everything I don't like?
everything I don't love?
I see it in other people, I guess there's supposed to be some value
to what you do all day
I wanna grow some more plants and that's a good enough reason
to keep going for now
but imagine if I really knew how much good was actually in the world
how much love there really is
me and my friends are still kids
and we don't know, and maybe
we never will
maybe we never will
I've read too many thoughtful books to be surprised by this uselessness
but then here we are
I've said too many thoughtless things to be surprised
that they're haunting me
but that's life with a big mouth
perhaps the greatest myth is that you'll
ever grow up and feel
in control
for more than one week
so why do they tell it to us?
me and my friends are in love with eachother
but sometimes love makes you mean
me and my lovers are friends with eachother
but sometimes the friendship's not clean
me and my mind are at war half the time
and I wonder if there's another way
only so many repetitions of
telling yourself day to day
me and my friends are in love with eachother
but sometimes love makes you mean
holding our hands in eachothers' we try
to get by, and we try to stay clean
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3. |
The Knack
01:53
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you know I'm always the last one at the party
I can hardly bear to go home
I never knew how much I need from these people
sustaining, throwing me bones
kiss my cheek and
know that I'm around
two more weeks
I'm probably going down
how long I've spent alone
thought I'd never lose the knack
distance shortens around me
am I giving enough back?
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4. |
Either Side
04:46
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going to my house
gonna feel good in my room
gonna wipe out the other worlds
no one's around
in a minute I'll open the blinds
something reminds me to try
maybe I will let go of some heavy expectations
maybe I won't
the people with the power are a wet duvet in summer
and I'm choking on my doubt
that a change is coming
in time to help
the ones who need it most
I can't be the one who's always
hiding in my room, with my face turned down
I have the eyes to see
I could be one of them on either side
I could be one of them
I could be one of them on either side
I could be one of them
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