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o.s.
01:14
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Oh, Shenandoah
I long to hear you
Away, you rolling river
Oh, Shenandoah
I long to hear you
Away, I'm bound away
Across the wide Missouri
Oh, Shenandoah
I loved your daughter
Away, you rolling river
For her I'd cross your roaming waters
Away, she’s bound away
Across the wide Missouri
Traditional, 1800s
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2. |
Sunup
03:06
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Tim sold the house on Elm
Made a mint and bailed
Rotted to the studs, now leveled to the ground
There's a frat there on the land
Where the nightmare used to stand
Meant nothing way back then, means less than nothing now
Maybe that’s a lie
Or maybe just a line
From a song we used to sing about that time back in that time
It never was the house
It never was the city
The shows, the bars, the band, or the silly makeshift movies
It was the kisses on the lips
The fighting over driving
The laughing at the dumbest things and the sunup after parties
Played Funeral in my room
Walked the first time through
Somehow that felt right, I could never explain why
The Reminder scored the highs
The sweaty, sleepless nights
The power on and off again, the 7UP and gin
I don't ever miss those days
Because we were doing nothing anyway
It felt good and we loved it but there wasn't any substance
It never was the house
It never was the city
The shows, the bars, the band, or the silly makeshift movies
It was the kisses on the lips
The fighting over driving
The laughing at the dumbest things, and the thrilled to be surviving
Somehow we got decent
Built up from the wreckage
All doing something useful
On the right side of neutral
Everyone's gone but Jake and me
Even after I tried to leave
I feel closer now to everybody
And it's nothing with proximity
Everyone in Oregon
Cool and wet and cool again
My LA loves out in the sun
Warm enough for all of us
My favorite family in KC
Bring those babies down to see me
I want to see everyone all the time
And I can't
And it's fine
But it’s not sometimes
Five more years gone
Alone again at thirty-three
And it hurts some nights
But it’s nobody’s problem but mine
January 2020
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3. |
Parties
03:21
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I’m mostly alone and it’s my fault
Can’t pick up the phone and just call
Too much of a risk, the rejection
Easier for me to sit and watch tv
Parties don’t look like they used to
More babies, a little less booze
Exhaustion hits at sundown
Thank you all for coming out
When I see you now, it means more
Than it ever did when we were twenty-four
I like my job most of the time
It pays fine and I sleep alright in theory
Still spend most nights staring at ceilings in reality
Parties don’t look like they used to
More babies, a little less booze
Exhaustion hits at sundown
Thank you all for coming out
When I see you now, it means more
Than it ever did when we were twenty-four
It takes a flight or a two-days drive through the night
Yeah, that’s the price
Mother-in-law can watch the kids
So you can come and shoot the shit
What once was a daily thing has become a luxury
Parties don’t look like they used to
More babies, a little less booze
Exhaustion hits at sundown
Thank you all for coming out
Parties don’t look like they used to
More babies, a little less booze
Exhaustion hits at sundown
Thank you all for coming out
October 11th, 2017
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4. |
Kara
04:33
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Kara never believes me
When I tell her why
I don’t want to see her anymore
And I mean it this time
On bicycles we’d ride around
In the middle of the night to the center of town
We’d congregate
Tangle our wasted fates
We’d swig from bottles lifted from your father’s favorite hiding place
And if we keep this up mom and dad are bound to find out
So wake up Sunday morning, suddenly devout
I used to say three years is enough
I used to have a cutoff
But you called my bluff
The way you laughed
At every joke I told
And you taught me how to smoke
And I acted as though I did not already know
Kara never believes me
When I tell her why
I don’t want to meet her mom
I want just to stay the night
I’m not the comedown kind
I’m rot and blight
A mom would see what’s going on
And not be wrong to want me gone for life
And if we keep it up my friends are bound to find out
I wanted it at first but I guess I just don’t want it now
And if we keep it up my friends are bound to find out
They’ll think I’m crazy, call me dumb, tell me it’s not allowed
I used to say three years is enough
I used to have a cutoff
But you called my bluff
The way you laughed
At every joke I told
And you taught me how to smoke
And I acted as though I did not already know
October 23rd, 2011
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5. |
Soundtrack My Summer
04:06
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I was drunk and you were stoned
As we so often were
Stumbled into a midnight show
At the dollar theater
Laughed at the screen and made our jokes
Sitting in the front row seats alone
You touched my hand and kissed my neck
But you never really did much more than that
Those memories of you of mine
Have a certain neon shine
Even though I always knew
I was just a way to pass your time
I let you soundtrack my summer
But make no mistake
I know and I knew that I didn’t mean a single thing to you
And all that we said and did
Would amount to nothing in the end but still
I let you soundtrack my summer
We used to climb up high and drink
Atop the billboard above the quarry
You’d ignore the limestone stink
And laugh at all my rambled stories
And I nodded as you told me
How you miss the lakes and you need the cold
How someday soon you’d have them both
The hours between
The time the bars closed and the sun rose
Those were ours
We thought we were tearing that town apart
We were wrong, of course, but it didn’t matter
We were still the only ones awake
But make no mistake
I let you soundtrack my summer
But make no mistake
I know and I knew that I didn’t mean a single thing to you
And all that we said and did
Would amount to nothing in the end but still
I let you soundtrack my summer
Those memories of you of mine
Have a certain neon shine
Floorboard strewn with mix CDs
The songs are all that’s left and that’s fine
I let you soundtrack my summer
But make no mistake
I know and I knew that I didn’t mean a goddamn thing to you
And all that we said and did
Would amount to nothing in the end but still
I let you soundtrack my summer
But I let you, make no mistake, I let you
Make sure you get the story straight
May 5th, 2011
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6. |
Show Me
04:59
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Getting off work late, I’m waiting outside the door
If you don’t mind I’d like to walk you home or to your car
It’s been awhile, it’s been awhile since we talked
You always apologize you’ve been working so hard
You don’t want to
But you really have to
And I believe you
But I need to see you
If I could I would, you know
I’d pay all your debts down
But I’ve got my own I owe
Can’t pay them myself now
Sleeping next to me is free
Come over to my house
Don’t you say you’re too busy
Come over right now
You gotta make some time
Make some time
Make some time for me
We made plans to eat on your night off
But you changed your mind when an old friend called
Disappointed, I sat at home alone
Instead of me you chose someone on the phone
I drank the whole bottle of wine I bought for us to share
You called me late that night to say sorry that you weren’t there
You said you don’t have time for me right now and it isn’t fair
I said, I know, I know, I know, and I don’t care
If you feel it, come and show me
Don’t make excuses
It’s true, you might hurt me
But I’m willing to risk it
All I want’s to see you
Whenever you’ll let me
But you have to make an effort
It has cost something
You gotta make some time
Make some time
Make some time for me
If you feel it, let it happen
Don’t make excuses
You’re so right, you might hurt me
But the risk is worth it
All I want’s to see you
Whenever you’ll let me
But you have to make an effort
It has cost something
You gotta make some time
Babe, make some time
Make some time for me
Hurt me please
I think it’s what I need
August 2011
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7. |
Calaboose
03:30
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Got off work and could not go home
Sick at the thought of a Friday alone
Bought a paperback that I already owned
Wandered downtown with nowhere to go
Sat and read at the brewery park
Until I remembered you’d be there at dark
To watch a movie outside on a sheet
One I think you might have already seen
Packed up for a bar on the square
As it happened, Jake’s last night there
He hugged me hard and poured me a shot
Bought me a beer, too busy to talk
As the warm glow came on
Unfamiliar now that I’m older
And as I found myself lost in thought
I was surprised
Should feel devastated but I'm just tired
Should feel sad and anxious but I'm tapped out
Don't know if I can do this again
Barely have the energy to see my friends
Take your time to decide, take me back or don’t
Throw me in the water, see if I float
You’d been sick, you’d had a cold
I offered soup but you said no
You were crying on your couch
Shaking voice said what about
You’d been overworked, for sure
Teaching, reading, writing papers
Had not set us back before
But somehow something’s different now…
When you reach your breaking point
Fingers flat refuse to key
When once we’d do things we enjoyed
The last thing you want now is me
I’d arrived feeling great
Excited to tell you about my day
I did not expect last night
To be second-worst one of my life
And now here I am
Sitting outside Calaboose Museum
Sobbing like boy straight into my phone
Telling my mom I should have known
Should feel devastated and I do, I was lying
Livid, sad, exhausted, all conflated
I would leave, I would move
I would share a house with you
Clear the clutter in your wake
Lie next to you in the grave
Don't know if I can do this again
Don’t even have the fortitude to face my friends
Take your time to decide, love me back or don’t
Throw me in the water, see if I walk on top
Throw me in the water, see if I walk on top
Throw me in the water, see if I walk on top
Or not
October 1st, 2017
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8. |
GMT+2
03:56
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Things start feeling strange
As my waking hours wane
And the sun is coming up for you by the Seine
Made it through the day
Pushed right on in vain
Then decompose as the memories just replay
Wondering what’s on your mind
Wondering where I stand
When you come home
I demand to know if I’m your man
GMT+2
Does your room have a view?
And does the last time we spoke haunt you too?
You just needed space
I’d say you got it, babe
Four thousand five hundred miles by plane
Wondering what’s on your mind
Wondering where I stand
When you come home
I demand to know if I’m your man
You don’t need a provider
You earned all that you have
You don’t need a protector
But I’ll be there if you ask
And if you’d like some warmth in the night
I can give you that
Wondering what’s on your mind
Wondering where I stand
When you come home
I’ll beg, I’ll plead to get to stay your man
You were crushed by a liar
A sinister soul in the past
I cannot help you recover
Believe in a love that will last
But when you’d like more than warmth in the night
Believe I can give you that
October 15th, 2017
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9. |
5:20
02:55
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Marathon mind in the middle of the night
Think I’ve tracked down every photo I can find
Friends of friends and friends of their friends
Any warm body in your presence
I wanna know the color dress you were wearing
I wanna see if it was blowing in the wind
I wanna look at all the other men staring
I wanna take my punishment
I’ve long given up on falling back asleep
Curled up shaking in blankets freezing
Alone, alone, alone and waiting
Willing 5:20 to bring sweet relief
I wanna know the color dress you were wearing
I wanna see if it was blowing in the wind
I wanna look at all the other men staring
I wanna take my punishment
I would have been there if I could have been
Who gets married abroad on a Tuesday?
Maybe if I’d bought a ticket
I’d have ahold of my life and be sleeping
Still have a love in my life and be sleeping in
With you at my side in a chateau
Still framed all in my mind, I have no control
It doesn’t make sense and I know it
Can’t form a rational thought at the moment
I wanna know the color dress you were wearing
I wanna see if it was blowing in the wind
I wanna look at all the other men staring
I wanna take my punishment
October 18th, 2017
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10. |
Swailing
03:41
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I told my mom it wouldn’t be me to end it
Back in the beginning, and she knew I meant it
I saw it through, that’s what I do
Wish I’d known then it’s not the same for you
What changed? Was I a lark?
You’re skipping through your days while I fumble in the dark
I need to talk, I need to fight
We need to have it out, come show me what’s inside
I didn’t lose my way
Didn’t train in vain
I followed at your beck and call
For eighteen hundred days
I was your dog
I was your pet
I was nipping at your heels
From the first day we met
But then again, what’s the point of talking
When you don’t listen, and your words mean nothing
I’m sorry it’s so inconvenient
To have wrung someone you once believed in
And if you’re not sure about a man
Maybe don’t say you want to marry him
Maybe don’t make years of plans
If you don’t have the will to work for them
I didn’t lose my way
Didn’t train in vain
I followed at your beck and call
For eighteen hundred days
I was your dog
I was your pet
I was nipping at your heels
From the first day we met
Hurt me please
That’s what I need
Tell me every single thing
You grew to hate about me
Spare nothing
I need to know
Why I’m halfway to hell
And I’m there on my own
I need to talk, I need to fight
We need to have it out, come show me what’s inside
I didn’t lose my way
Didn’t train in vain
I followed at your beck and call
For eighteen hundred days
I was your dog
I was your pet
I was nipping at your heels
From the first day we met
Please hurt me
It’s what I need
Tell me every single thing
That you despise about me
Spare nothing
I need to know
Why I’m halfway through life
Still completely alone
I didn’t lose my way
Didn’t train in vain
I followed at your beck and call
For eighteen hundred days
I was your dog
I was your pet
I’ve been aching for you, babe
Since the day that you left, you should know
April 4th, 2020
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11. |
Tributary
03:13
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Free-flowing water splits the land asunder
Traveler unburden your load
Break from your trekking and let yourself rest
In the banks as attrition erodes
Thought that you were mighty, now you don’t
No keeping from trouble with a moat
A baronman’s daughter, a mouth made of ardor
I believed in a life she foretold
By the estuary, reticence and eddies
And I’d gotten nothing but old
Thought that you were mighty, now I don’t
No keeping from trouble with a moat
The artery’s cities, gleaming and grinding
With glass and a glimmer of gold
Streets wet with bodies and new faces shining
But I made a dry town my home
Thought that I was mighty, now I don’t
No keeping from trouble with a moat
Crookedtooth baby, smiling up at me
Limbs outstretched for me to hold
I’m not his father, but it doesn’t matter
I’m buying the love I was sold
Thought that I was mighty, now I know
April 8th, 2020
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12. |
Apple Boys
04:07
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Young men of many mischiefs
I will tell you secrets of your dad’s
When he was your age
He was an animal just like you
That’s him you feel inside you
And a little bit of me too
At least I like to assume
But I lay no claim to wisdom
Just a few more years of living
And one good ear to hear the words you’re speaking
Yeah, no matter the conditions
Whatever set you to spinning
I’ll be here to nod along and listen
I’ll be here to nod along and listen
Just say when
When you’re howling and you’re raging
When you’re ripping out the pages of the books
We used to read you
I imagine an explosion
Colored futures tessellated
The world, a job, a love might try to tame you
Or maybe you’ll be different
Become a hellbent leader of men
Or perhaps you’ll gladly grow to favor indolence
But regardless all abstraction
Way back here in the present
We who love you most have you surrounded
Even when you make it hard to show it
I’ll be here to nod along and listen
Just say when
I’ll be here to nod along, you’re not alone
I’ll always be here to listen
Your family and your friend
October 2nd, 2017
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