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Dissolve
04:44
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If I could speak, I’d tell you of my life.
Through the years, I’ve wetted many eyes.
And it matters not to me the way I used to be,
Only what you see….
‘Cuz I’m married to your thoughts.
Encircled in your charm.
Till I felt you run from my arms.
Sarcastic even without words.
And it’s silly pretending I don’t see her.
So it seems, the student has failed the test.
Now I’m sitting on her porch, I’ve waited for this day,
We’re just fine…. we’re just fine….
Until the laughter starts, yeah.
Until the harm sets in, yeah.
I’ve seen it all before and again,
This time from the floor.
I’m abstract. I’m wonderful.
Dependent on the fall.
I won’t blink. I won’t care.
I kinda like the view from down here.
I shouldn’t say such things.
And I’m waiting for summer’s song of hope.
Was it real, or another one hit trick?
And I can’t make heads or tails. I wonder what will be.
We’re just fine…. we’re just fine….
The laughter starts to hurt,
Until they see us hand in hand.
We must run from here.
We are just like mist,
Escaping through the trees.
Dissolve into the air…
And I’m waiting, I wonder what will be.
We’re just fine….
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Callow
06:24
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I met a girl standing out in the rain.
She’d lost her faith in sincerity, and I in love.
Never-never blink, never-never think, never wait.
I start to crawl, and it’s definitely in my way.
Tell me how in the world could this have turned out right?
Lost in my insecurity and pride.
How in the world could this have turned out right?
When you and I rarely ever smile. Why?
Never-never blink, never-never think, never wait.
My self-esteem is troubling you, or lack thereof.
You say you want to leave.
I’m down, and definitely in your way.
You said yourself nothing ever makes sense.
And truer words are unimaginable.
Found it strange not talking to myself,
Now I’m alone again.
Found it strange not sleeping by myself,
Now I’m alone again.
Again….
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Crutch
04:44
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I guess I’m a crutch for you, dear.
Silence is my role till you need me, dear.
You can put me down if you need to, dear.
I’ll take your pain.
And I’ll smile when you’re not.
It’s just meant to be.
I’ve always been the crutch, you said.
I’m just that type.
The truth will always hurt, you said.
And I’m drowning in here.
And it’s time I said goodnight.
You’ve been set free.
There is no more need for me, dear.
It’s time I moved on to the next one, dear.
Let go of my hand, you won’t need it, dear.
Fell asleep on my floor last night.
Dreamt that I wasn’t fake.
And I always thought my role was so real.
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Tapestry
08:00
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There are days when the phone doesn’t even ring.
And our memories can’t seem to run their course.
And when I’m all alone, I cry to myself.
I need you more now, now more than ever.
When I start to feel I’m strong, I break down.
I need you more now, now more than ever.
And I finally see that time is of the essence here.
Now…. now… now…. now more than ever.
Watching waves crash down on top of me.
But the line snapped so many years ago.
You make my head spin.
Weakness sets in my knees.
What does it matter?
The pathos rings in my voice.
Am I a failure?
Wasting a lot of time?
Now, I have nothing more than tears and your tapestry.
There are days when the phone doesn’t even ring.
And please, though I’m smiling, you know I’m in pain.
I need you more than ever.
I need you more than ever.
Now… now… now… now more than ever.
Lost myself here in the crowd,
I need you now more than ever.
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Teacher taught me how to write.
While Mother taught me how to smile.
Well, along the way I stopped to play, and missed all my lessons,
But I love your little ways.
When you said that the rain was falling.
I turned tail and started running.
But I want you to know that I’ll stop the bleeding,
If you won’t let it die.
Humor taught me who to be.
While anger taught me how to hide.
I can’t help you if you still hate me, but I need you to save me.
I love your little ways.
Say what you will…
I never said I’d quit.
As time ticks, my heart awakes.
And you leave me here, like I want you to,
It was not my intention to hurt…
Am I hurting like you?
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Lost at Sea
06:11
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Annae, are you alone just like me?
Are you 50 miles away from your friends when they’re near?
Annae, are you lost at sea and swimming for shore?
Under the stars, your hair blows in the wind.
You’re so beautiful.
Annae, are you afraid just like me?
Do you stay up late at night wondering how you feel?
Annae, are you lost at sea and struggling to speak?
Under the stars, I confessed the truth to you.
I wrote a letter to another girl I knew and loved.
But then worse than laugh, she never made a sound.
You said, “Cheer up.”
But I can’t.
I wasted those years to never hear her voice.
Then I found that her voice was not the one I wanted to say, “I love you.”
From then, all I wanted to see was your eyes.
The third time’s a charm.
The third time’s a charm.
Oh, the third…
Under the stars I felt this something new.
But did you feel it too?
The spark I felt with you?
Annae, is this the truth from which we stray?
When I long to hold you close, do you want me to?
Annae, I’m not ashamed of wanting your kiss, and I’m sorry.
So sorry…
Am I living in the past?
Every day gone by hurts.
I need for you to know the truth.
I’m jealous of his smile, and your spinning like a child.
Now the truth becomes so untrue.
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Paint
04:15
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There is a sound deafening to my ears.
It’s carried on by the wind.
You’ve said enough.
When you’re wishing on your star,
Make it one worthwhile.
Paint, you call art, burns my eyes.
Makes them water.
It’s carried on by the wind.
You’ve said enough.
You’ve been stargazing through the night.
But you won’t let go, and you hide.
I’m wishing you’d come back to stay.
But it’s your wish to make.
Don’t spill paint in your sheets.
Don’t lose faith in your sleep.
It’s your wish to make.
For me it hurts, but you seem to like the outcome.
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8. |
Under a Pale Moon
03:20
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Come and see,
Fools like me,
Show the world a helpless toy.
The gentle smell of fall reminds me of our past.
But faceless are the names.
As empty as tomorrow.
Stray from me,
Teardrop stained.
Shelter me with silly words.
So, I’ll dream,
But what if I’m scared?
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Caroline
06:50
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Caroline feels so sad.
Trapped in wonderland.
She blames herself.
Why shouldn’t I?
I’m a man.
I should want to, but I can’t.
Too many rivers, I can’t swim.
Too many mountains, I can’t climb.
Too many fences that I can’t mend.
If you’re gonna live your life in fear,
It’s not that bad.
Hide behind your bedroom door,
It’s not that bad.
If you’re gonna push that part away,
It’s not that sad.
How am I supposed to feel when it’s not that hard, but it’s not enough?
Why shouldn’t I?
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Twelve Days in June Schenectady, New York
Turning back the clock & kicking down the door to the golden age of 90s alternative, Twelve Days in June is the studio project of Schenectady, New York’s Dave Hulegaard. Self-described as a “throwback” artist, Dave is a spiritual successor to the wide array of 90s bands who shaped his youth, crafting melodic rock songs with introspective lyrics examining the often-unbalanced human experience. ... more
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