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You spend your whole life waiting on a miracle,
And I spend my day dreams wasting away.
Two little songbirds with our hearts all shattered,
But we don’t want to heal them then we’d have nothing to say.
I took a needle and thread and a cell phone,
Attached my fingers to the rest of your life.
I’ll never know if I knew what I was saying,
But you seemed to take it alright.
You can study the solar system, but
Don’t mistake that height for wisdom ‘cause
You only want your head in the sky.
There’s a dead rose sitting on my desk,
But you said you had too much on your plate.
I wept at the funeral- maybe I
Only want to hold onto things too far gone to break.
You can study the solar system but
Don’t mistake that height for wisdom, ‘cause
You only want your head in the sky, and
Clouds are really just condensation, so I should
Breathe on your glasses and keep you patient, ‘cause
You only want your head in the sky.
If you break a bird’s wing
How’s it suppos’d to fly?
If I don’t hear you sing
Do you think that you will die?
You can study the solar system but
Don’t mistake that height for wisdom, ‘cause
You only want your head in the sky, and
Clouds are really just condensation, so I should
Breathe on your glasses and keep you patient, ‘cause
You only want your head in the sky.
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The river rushes to the sea
Just as my heart races in me.
Don't ask me to explain, or I may leave.
Yes, I know, I said I'd stay,
But, Darling, there's no other way.
You cannot want the truth and still want me.
Footprints in this riverbed
Are fossils of what will be dead.
The trees will not remember our names.
Their roots go too deep to care,
And yes, my love, I'm well aware
That sometimes your roots are the same.
Once, there was a time I knew
All the great things that I'd do.
Now, I sit and watch days pass by.
Maybe soon I'll start again;
I'll let you in to be a friend.
Until that day, I'm too afraid to try.
The river then began to rise.
Of course, I noticed your surprise.
You didn't think I'd turn and run away.
You thought you were too good to drown,
The greatest man from all around,
And still, the current took you that day.
Footprints in this riverbed
Are fossils of what now is dead.
The sun still sets like any other day.
Footprints in this riverbed
Are fossils of what now is dead.
And who's to say that I'm the one to blame?
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Waiting
For your words, a bidding.
Then I'll say I'm coming,
But I'm can't this time.
I've grown far
From the girl you loved hard.
I'm through wishing on stars
And giving up what's mine.
You can block me out to soothe your guilt.
You can sleep the day away.
You can list off all the reasons you don't want me to leave,
But you never gave me a reason to stay.
Springtime
Evokes love and compromise
Just not in my eyes.
This cannot mend.
You bowed out,
Ungracefully, I found out,
You would rather sit and pout
Than face the end.
You can block me out to soothe your guilt.
You can sleep the day away.
You can list off all the reasons you don't want me to leave,
But you never gave me a reason to stay.
Maybe someday,
We'll understand what we tried to say,
But that time is far away
From here.
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You came in with flashes of lightning,
Spoke in a voice that was frightening,
I didn't know what would come next.
Words unfamiliar, I know now.
That look in your eyes, it's strange how
We're most likely to learn what we think we can't.
Pick up the truth where you left it.
Start with you, don't second guess it, or you'll be wrong.
Here you are, my best reminder,
I can't go back to where I was.
Here you are, to steal my blinders,
Leaving me too free to run.
Now the fog is rolling, I'm swimming,
And the light of the morning is dimming
To the smoke of an August afternoon.
The trees have secrets they're telling,
And the flag on the porch is swelling,
But I know that I won't leave too soon.
Pick up your heart where you left it.
No time to start, but you're the best at moving along.
Here you are, my best reminder,
I can't go back to where I was.
Here you are, to steal my blinders,
Leaving me too free to run.
Now I know why the caged bird sings,
"Hallelujah," and those pretty things
You have the meaning, and I just have these words.
Here you are, my best reminder,
I can't go back to where I was.
Here you are, to steal my blinders,
Leaving me too free to run.
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