1.A Plain Morning
It is yet to be determined, but the air is thick, and my hope is
feeling worn.
I'm missing home, and I'm glad you're not a part of this, there
are parts of me that will be missed.
And the phone is always dead to me, so I can't tell you the
temperature is dropping and it feels like it's colder than it
ought to be be in March, and that's about a day or two ahead of
me till I'll be heading home, into your arms again.
And the people here are asking after you.
It doesn't make it easier.
It doesn't make it easier to be away. I'd like to hire a plane.
I'd see you in the morning, when the day is fresh.
I'm coming home again.
But, tt is warmer where you're waiting. It feels more like July.
There's pillows in their cases and one of those is mine.
And you wrote the words I love you, and sprayed it with perfume.
It is better than the fire is to heat this lonely room.
It is warmer where your waiting. It feels more like July.
2.Again I Go Unnoticed
So quiet another wasted night, the television steals the
conversation. Exhale, another wasted breath, again it goes
unnoticed.
Please tell me that you're just feeling tired cause if its more
than that I feel that I might break out of touch, out of time.
Please send me anything but signals that are mixed, cause I can
read your rolling eyes.
out of touch, are we out of time？
Close lipped another good night kiss is robbed of all its
passion. Your grip, another time is slack it leaves me feeling
empty. I'll wait until tomorrow maybe you'll feel better then,
maybe we'll be better then.
So what's another day when I can't bear these nights of thoughts
of going on without you. This mood of yours is temporary and it
seems worth the wait to see you smile again. Out of the corner
of your eye won't be the only way you look at me then.
3.Age Six Racer
So long sweet summer.
I stumbled upon you and gratefully basked in your rays.
So long sweet slumber.
I fell into you now you're gracefully falling away.
Hey, thanks, thanks for that summer.
It is cold where you're going I hope that your hearts always
warm.
I gave you the best, I gave you the best that I had.
You passed on the letters and passed on the best that I had.
So long sweet summer.
I stumbled upon you and gratefully basked in your rays.
So long sweet slumber.
I fell into you now you're gracefully falling away.
I hate the winter in Lexington.
4.Ender Will Save Us All
It's just like you to contest you wear it like a label on your
breast don't you see what this takes of me？
A certain callousness complies with your charm and in your pride
a hopeful look draped in despise.
I want to give you whatever you need.
What is it you need？ Is it what I need？
I want to give you whatever you need.
What is it you need？ Is it within me？
Its hard to explain how I am getting by on so little from you.
It's hard to believe that I would let myself get so wrapped in
to you.
There's got to be something that would be worthwhile for me to
give to you.
We need a connection but you seem to push me far away from you.
The harder I push the further I fall.
Well you don't mind me being headstrong.
But you don't want to sing along.
Maybe it's trite but I can always be wrong.
Try not to be wrong.
5.Living In Your Letters
I'm always assuming the worst, but you're going on nonetheless
and there's nothing to cushion your heart led fall.
Letters from further away keep pulling me close to home.
And there is something to cushion my callous sighs.
And I know that you hope for longer good-byes embracing for
forever and falling in your eyes.
Pouring over photographs. I'm living in your letters.
Breathe deeply from this envelope it smells like you and I can't
be without that scent.
It's filling me with all you mean to me.
Continually failing these trials but you stand by me nonetheless
and you won't let me sink though I'm begging you.
Phone calls from further away and messages on my machine, but I
don't ever tell you this distance seems terrible.
There is no need to test my heart, with useless space.
These roads go on forever. They'll always be a place for you in
my heart.
So I'll hit the pavement its got to be better than waiting and
pushing you far away cause I'm scared.
So I'll take my chances and head on my way up there.
Cause turning to you is like falling in love when you're ten.
6.Plain Morning
It's yet to be determined.
But the air is thick and my hope is feeling warm.
I'm missing home and I'm glad you're not a part of this.
These parts of me that will be missed.
And the phone is always dead to me.
So I can tell you the temperature is dropping and it feels like
it's colder than it ought to be in March.
And I still got a day or two ahead of me till I'll be heading
home into your arms again.
And the people here are asking after you.
It doesn't make it easier.
It doesn't make it easier to be away.
I'd like to hail a plane and see you in the morning.
And when the day is fresh, I'm coming home again.
I'm coming home again.
Coming home again.
And when the day is fresh I'm coming home again.
But it's warmer where your waiting, it feels more like July.
There's pillows in their cases and one of those is mine.
She wrote the words, 'I Love you,' and sprayed it with perfume.
It's better than the fire is to heat this lonely room.
It's warmer where you're waiting
It feels more like July.
It feels more like July.
It's yet to be determined.
But the air is thick and my hope is feeling warm.
I'm missing home and I'm glad you're not a part of this.
These parts of me that will be missed.
And the phone is always dead to me.
So I can tell you the temperature is dropping and it feels like
it's colder than it ought to be in March.
And I still got a day or two ahead of me till I'll be heading
home into your arms again.
And the people here are asking after you.
It doesn't make it easier.
It doesn't make it easier to be away.
I'd like to hail a plane and see you in the morning.
And when the day is fresh, I'm coming home again.
I'm coming home again.
Coming home again.
And when the day is fresh I'm coming home again.
7.Screaming Infidelities
I'm missing your bed, I never sleep.
Avoiding the spots where we'd have to speak, and this bottle of
beast is taking me home.
I'm cuddling close to blankets and sheets.
You're not alone and you're not discreet.
You make sure I know who's taking you home.
I'm reading your note over again.
And there's not a word that I comprehend, except when you signed
it 'I will love you always and forever.'
And as for now I'm gonna hear the saddest songs and sit alone
and wonder how you're making out.
But as for me I wish that I was anywhere with anyone making out.
I'm missing your laugh, how did it break？
And when did your eyes begin to look fake？
I hope you're as happy as you're pretending.
I'm missing your bed, I never sleep.
Avoiding the spots where we'd have to sleep, and this bottle of
beast is taking me home.
Your hair, it's everywhere. Screaming infidelities, taking it's
wear.
8.Shirts And Gloves
When I'm back from the road then you're out on it and i'm tired
of this distance and I believe it's over, it's over-rated.
And this phone tag game is endless the novelty is wearing I'm
hoping time will pass without any assistance or convincing.
Road rules apply there's so much action, you're getting busy.
I'll call your cellular phone to tell you TV night was lonely
without you and so am I... so am I.
It seems our day keeps falling on a leap year.
So many high points on this last leg.
I can't wait to recount them it seems like nothing's happened
until I've shared them with you.
That note that you had called says you're half a day away and
you are heading home just in time for me, for me to leave. Road
rules apply there's so much action I'm getting busy.
So make sure that I'm up to date on TV night, I hate to miss
out.
I think I miss you most on Wednesdays and Saturdays.
It seems our day keeps falling on a leap year.
9.The Sharp Hint Of New Tears
On the way home, this car hears my confessions.
I think tonight I'll take the long way.
This weather. The wind outside is bitting.
It has left me tired and exposed.
You've been asking me to bleed.
It seems these kinds of questions come too easy to you now.
Your lack of shame comes naturally.
I should not be surprised. I should have seen it sooner.
You expect me to apologize for things that you've done wrong.
While you're inciting others.
You're owning up to nothing and I wish that I was gone, because
you're not going anywhere.
This damp air is fighting my defroster.
My sighs they ring victorious and fog this tinted glass.
It's clouded and so is my head.
The hint of these new tears are sharp I try to hold them back.
It's useless. I am useless against them. They are beating me
with ease.
On the way home this car hears my confessions.
I think tonight I'll take the long way.
10.The Swiss Army Romance
Sleep with all the lights on. You're not so happy. You're not
secure.
You're dying to look cute in your blue jeans, but you're plastic
just like everyone.
You're just like everyone.
And that face you paint is pressed impressing most of us as
permanent and I'd like to see you undone.
College night will draw the crowds. Dorms unload and you're
heading out.
Here is your moment to shine. Making up a history.
It has nothing from the life you lead but man will they buy all
your lines.
Sleep with all the sheets off your bearing your mattress,
bearing your soul.
And you're dying to look smooth with your tattoos but you're
searching just like everyone and could be anyone.
And those friends you have are the best impressing most of us as
permanent and I'd like to see you undone.
Youth's the most unfaithful mistress.
Still we forge ahead to miss her.
Rushing our moment to shine.
Making up a history, it's nothing from the life you lead but
man, will they buy all your lines.
We're not twenty-one, but the sooner we are, the sooner the fun
will begin, so get out your fake eyelashes and fake I.D's, and
real disasters ensue, it's cool to take these chances.
It's cool to fake romances and grow up fast.
11.Turpentine Chaser
This paint has been tasting of lead and their chips will fall as
they may, but it is not just my finish that is peeling, and it
is not alone fleeing these walls.
Well sooner or later this cold its going to break, so our hands
will be warm again, but all I want is not to need you now.
And sooner or later this code its gonna break and our words will
be heard again, but all I want are vows of silence now.
This turpentine chaser's got kick and the rag that its soaked in
is rich.
The fumes aide the pace of my cleaning and as soon as I'm done I
am gone.Well sooner or later this cold its going to break, so
our hands will be warm again, but all I want is not to need you
now.
And sooner or later this code its gonna break and our words will
be heard again, but all I want are vows of silence now.
The frightening facts we've been facing our backs to for so long
now are begging for eyes to bear witness to lies and
indifference.
Now we're saying aloud the things we've declared in our silence.
That new coats of paint will not reacquaint broken hearts to
broken homes.
12.Untitled(Hidden Track)
Save up, until you've had it.
Your purse gone, but you won't go on.
Brought down with a force of nature.
Breathing off my lung.
It's not easy to like it.
It's not easy at all.
It's not easy to like it at all.
Fill up to the limit.
Winter's come as an appetite.
Money clips, equipped with paper.
Pockets briming and tight.
It's not easy to like it.
It's not easy at all.
It's not easy to like it at all.
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