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Pacific North Waste
04:59
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I left you a note with a flower I pulled
From a garden two houses away
But you didn't notice
And I'm out of focus
I know that it rains every day
So I watch it wash away
Nothing remains
I'll paint you a picture, more like a whisper
I've always got something to say
But nobody's listenin
I thought you were different
Was hoping you'd come out and play
But I watched you walk away
Nobody stays
And I blame the the rain
As it falls on the streets
For washing away all that I see
All the words on the page
Eventually bleed
All emotions decay
And never repeat
Never for me
I built you a boat
We'll take it out to the coast
Just floating on all that remains
Out into the distance
Just hoping for shipwreck
Where no one can save us today
They'll just watch us wash away
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2. |
Find A Friend
03:44
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3. |
So Many Roads
04:16
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Over the mountains
Stretched to the sea
The touchless fountain
Runs deep underneath
A steady stream
Of in between
So many roads to choose
So many roads, you lose
I'm just passin' through
Lookin' for something to do
So many roads
But none to you
Over the airwaves
Can you hear me?
Coming through in digital
Can you see me?
If I came to you
With the truth
What would you do?
I wish I knew
No one knows where we go
Once all the doors are closed
It could be back home
It could be all alone
But I don't mind
Just waste my time
Maybe I'm delusional
We made it in our mind
Confused as usual
And running out of time
But I'd lay with you
In your lonely tomb
Oh if you knew
If you knew
So many roads to choose
So many roads, you lose
I'm just asking you
To show me through
So many roads
Which one's to you?
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4. |
Out Of Frame
02:52
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I watched you running through a landscape
I'm always ten steps behind
I tried to catch you but it was too late
The damage already done
It wasn't something obvious
Exposed to too much oxygen
But my steel, it always turns to rust
A simple touch
Of a perfect brush
Just wasn't enough
I wish my heart
Had not turned to dust
You can mix it with your tears
Ive had enough
You keep painting all my fears
I've had enough
I was supposed to keep you safe
The vampires, they prey
You know they wanna see us fade
Not this time, Not this time
But i'm cracking up like shitty paint
Well passed the expiration date
My love, why does it always turns to pain?
A simple touch
Of a perfect brush
It's just never enough
Why does my heart
Always turn to dust?
It keeps mixing with my tears
Ive had enough
I keep painting all my fears
I've had enough
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5. |
Siren Song
04:19
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Pulled from a string
She moves and I sing
A stake to the heart
Straight from the start
And it's starting to get to me
I've tried to turn those
Arrows to flowers
A tombstone
In my final hour
I bled out through layers of armour
And begging on wounded knee
Won't you please leave me be
Hung from a tree
Corpses of memories
Once carved into bark
I've retraced the arc
But there's nothing there left for me
Though I've earned those
Badges of honour
I've burned those
Baskets of flowers
I've hurt worse
For too many hours
It's half passed three
And I'm trying to sleep
Won't you please leave me be
I've heard your calls from the ocean
A Siren song of devotion
A violent way to have shown it
Your tidal wave is approaching
Drowning me
Devouring me
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6. |
Hourglass
03:42
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Life just happens
Waves keep crashing
Every time I try To enjoy the ride
I find I'm drowning with the tide
Why?
I keep falling through the hourglass
Keep slipping through the cracks
A model of indifference
To be the desert or the sand
But I can't hold it in my hands
But you can't hold it in your hands
So why would I ever try to make a plan?
Days keep passing
Time just laughing
Every time I find a place to hide
It tries to ruin my respite
Why?
I keep falling through the hourglass
Keep sinkin through the sand
Waiting for deliverance
Another letter from the dead
But I can't know what happens next
No you can't know what happens next
So while I'm alive I should try
To make a plan
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Mark Mullen Portland, Oregon
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