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At the Window
04:26
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Excuse my French, I'm not used to this
all the signs say enter at your own risk
the streets are empty of your neighbors
the quiet makes you feel like you're twice a stranger
Text your friends to check in on them
hold your breath just waiting for the mailman
tell a secret to your Labrador
if she keeps it, you should tell her more
I'm at the window
Everything's in limbo
It's all getting so narrow
The wind's bending every arrow
as I sit here at the window
Rummage inside your junk drawer
find what you'll need for the next world war
watch the news and get sick of it
convince yourself you're the only non-idiot
Make some plans for another year
remind yourself there's a there, away from here
tell a secret to your Terrier
if she keeps it, you should marry her
I'm at the window
Everything's in limbo
It's all getting so narrow
The wind's bending every arrow
as I sit here at the window
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2. |
Unconditional Love
03:58
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I'll never get tired of you, never lie to you
never ask for silence
Just let me sit here with you, let me renew
my poetic license
there's no need for some sleight of hand
there's no need for some promised land
(don't you know it's true)
nothing to be scared of
no conditional love
I wanna run around with you, get lost with you
leave this world of madness
I want to leave it all behind, forget my lines
and stop talking about practice
I don't want to wake up the same again
Want to get rid of the wont's and cant's
(don't you know it's true)
nothing to be scared of
no conditional love
let's rip up the contracts,
cover up our tracks,
slip through the cracks in the soundtrack
let's double our chances,
every romance is present in tense,
don't look back
let's leave while we still can,
hold onto my hand,
what other choice do we have?
there's no condition dismissin' our unconditional love
I wanna make a run for it, wanna flip the script
and see the world alongside you
there's nothing to keep us here, nothing to fear
we don't need a rescue
there's no need for some sleight of hand
there's no need for some promised land
(don't you know it's true)
nothing to be scared of
no conditional love
let's rip up the contracts,
cover up our tracks,
slip through the cracks in the soundtrack
let's double our chances,
every romance is present in tense,
don't look back
let's leave while we still can,
hold onto my hand,
what other choice do we have?
there's no condition dismissin' our unconditional love
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3. |
This Is Not So Bad
04:52
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We thought that we would spot the station,
heard it was coming in from the southwest
at 6:17 pm, Saturday night.
But we were too busy arguing over
whether Revolver was better than Rubber Soul.
It's the same argument we have every year.
Jess fed the fire, we talked about tv,
which shows we were late to,
which ones we just blew through.
We sat six feet apart and it was mostly okay.
We watched the dogs run, imagined we were one,
we watched as a hawk flew and everyone there knew
we were about to see one hell of a sunset.
I guess this is not so bad:
that's the bright idea we all had.
Can't get so mad when a mad world gets more mad,
so I guess this is not so bad.
Marc and I, we talked about Jim
and how much we are missing him
and how much all of this fucking sucks.
Then some boys skated down Marshall Drive
they were flying, just so alive—
sometimes downhill's not so bad.
All of our sighs formed an unspoken motto,
every dog bark a bright staccato,
when the neighbors walked by no one knew their names.
Leo told me a secret, but I'll never tell it,
the sky grew dark and the fire was moonlit,
And we waited until the embers refused to glow.
I guess this is not so bad:
that's the bright idea we all had.
Can't get so mad when a mad world gets more mad,
so I guess this is not so bad.
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Ben Smith West Chester, Pennsylvania
West Chester, PA songwriter Ben Smith's songs sound good in both your front parlor and your back barroom---all Tin Pan Alley piano and a fading choirboy voice.
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