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Capsized
03:53
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Capsized
The season is coming up towards a change
It’s a gamble to say it, but I still feel the same
Stop rolling the dice, baby,
Stop counting cards
I’m the windfall to get you out
From between a rock and something hard
And even if that’s just a lie
I would be the last one
To leave you
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The season’s coming up towards a change
It means a lot less sunshine
It means a lot more rain
But if you’d stay, if you’d close the door
I promise
I won’t let the wind teach me
His sad songs no more
And even if that’s just a lie
I would be the last one
To leave you
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I Was Wrong
03:47
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I Was Wrong
The ceiling stares at me
Through the window
Streetlights glare at me
And I know, that they’ve known all along
I was wrong
Still nothing,
But the time on these hands,
Understands
Why I’m not crying
Even though my hearts trying to move one,
Nothing’s wrong
It’s just a shadow
It’s not a ghost
My heart ain’t haunted
No, not even close
I’m not standing around
Pacing holes in the ground
No I’m singing and tapping my toes
Tell me why are all of my
Favourite songs so sad?
Tell me why do they make me feel good instead of bad?
When the ceiling stares at me
Through the window
Streetlights glare at me
And I know, that they’ve known all along
I was wrong
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It Don't Matter
03:42
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It Don’t Matter
My favourite coward
My sweet sheepish grin
It don’t matter where we run to now
If we can’t forget about where we’ve been
I run to the mountains
I run to the sea
In and out of the arms of new lovers and
Closer to the sound of these strings
You may have a habit
Of slamming into things
Just to feel that shiver up your spine
But I’ve got a history
Of loving love that don’t last too long
Because I feel more alive when I pine
So run, run to the mountains
Run, run to the sea
In and out of the arms of new lovers
And closer to the sounds of these strings
My favourite coward
My sweet sheepish grin
It don’t matter where we run to now
If we can’t forget about where we’ve been
I said it don’t matter
No, it don’t matter
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Pieces
03:49
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Pieces
I put my voice in a jar
It’s not likely you’ll hear it from where you are
I tightened the lid
I keep it well hid
Under ground and in the dark
And these blue eyes of mine
You’ll see they’re easy to hide
In a matchbox or two
They blink and dream of you
While they go out to sea on the tide
Oh, these lips
They’ll only kiss
The ink that you’ve left on this page
In an envelope bound for nowhere
They cope, knowing the secret was saved
But my heart
That’s the harder part
Not so easily contained
To put a ship in a bottle
You have to dismantle
If you hope to assemble the same
And pieces can go missing
Yeah, sometimes, pieces go missing
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In The Other Room
05:23
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In The Other Room
He’s singing in the other room
Every phrase paraphrasing gloom
The volume soft and low
No one else around
I like to hear wind chimes and
Traffic noises filtered by
The beauty of his sounds
Every breath a treasure
Every pause a piece of gold
I’ve been out panning
He’s been digging holes
Seeking out a melody
For every word our mouths
Cannot bare to hold
We are hardship and handkerchieves
We wear our hearts stitched to our sleeves
And without a word to share between us
We hum ourselves to sleep
Every breath a treasure
Every pause a piece of gold
I’ve been out panning
He’s been digging holes
Seeking out a melody
For every word our mouths
Cannot bare to hold
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