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Months/Miles
04:48
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It's months without sleep
Or it's years without dreams
And the stitch that keeps my smile wide is bursting at the seams
Five hundred miles, just to see how far I could run
Another passing mirror and I still hate what I become
But it's not enough
I am my fathers son
There's an interstate for every song
But it's not enough
Leave no tracks to follow
Leave no number to call
And i'll see you both down at the bottom beneath this all
Another ten thousand miles, so this year doesn't catch up with me
Another strangers floor and your face is still all I see
But it's not enough
I am my fathers son
There's an interstate for every song
But it's not enough
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Decades Gone
03:23
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I forced your hand
You broke my smile
Time forced us both to slow down for awhile
Two decades gone
So little done
Too far behind
Not worth your time
Not even worth mine
There's an honest man I'm told you loved
But I don't trust you all anymore
For every page left on my bookshelf
I'll leave it burning at your door
It's the simplest things these days that I can't bring myself to do
I can't drag myself to sleep, and I can't force myself to move
There's an honest man I'm told you loved but i'm just not that man anymore
And it's not because i'm not trying
So little done
Too far behind
Not worth your time
Not even worth mine
Now those nickel strings that showed your soul are growing darker every day
Filled with minor chords, major sins, and those things I wish I could say
It's the simplest things these days that I can't bring myself to do
I can't drag myself to sleep, and I can't force myself to move
There's an honest man I'm told you loved but i'm just not that man anymore
And it's not because i'm not trying, i'm just so sick of being ignored
And I'll stay ignored
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Two Years Time
04:17
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If you find me here in two years time
Would you still tell me everything was fine
And that I haven't wasted all my best days on the years behind
Or if you lost my name, forgot my face and then boarded all your windows with those wooden planks
It wouldn't change that much for me
I know things will never be the same
It's the weight of of your words
It's the hatred in my heart
Or the poison in his veins
It's not so easy to start again
Well then you asked if I was staring
I lied and said no
But still I carry your face with me where ever I go
And I know it wouldn't take much for me to leave this stupid town
Maybe things will change when we're both old
Or maybe they'll just stay the same but I'll just get more cold
Till there's nothing left of whatever you loved in me
It's the weight of of your words
It's the hatred in my heart
Or the poison in his veins
It's not so easy to start again
Now i'm older but not wiser i'm just worse for the wear
Every single thing i've ever done just re opens the scars I bear
And you don't have to lie when you tell me that i'm doing fine
Because I know i'm not
Your face has faded from my mind along with everybody else
Now all that's left are all the reasons I still hate myself
And I know for certain now that those things you loved are gone
and that's just fine
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White Stones
04:29
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Heart like her mother, frame like her father
And time has had its way with both
He's still chasing spirits in bottles of amber
Now she chases the Holy Ghost
She throws white stones
Through the windows of broken homes
Leave on a bad note, leave with the small hope
That maybe someday things will change
Forgiven forgotten a fridge full of coffins
And he drinks now to more of the same
You're all the same
She throws white stones
Through the windows of broken homes
From father to daughter all you ever offered
Were vices and empty words
Another year older, the skin frozen over
But she's still more than you deserve
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The rope I cut to keep from drowning
The things you said, they're still resounding
I'm not the man I was last year
That hope bled out and it drowns me here
So leave, and take that future with you
That I could never see
That world you never understood is the only thing that's saving me
Every record covers up
All I know I won't become
What's one more reason, on an endless list of ways
That I'm still not enough
I don't see seasons, just an endless string of days
That I wish time would swallow up
So I could grow up, and move out, and move on
And see this world for what it is
But it's this city that saved me
It raised me, it follows me until the end
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