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Borrowed Clothes
03:45
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My grandpa's ring, your mother's dress
Your sister's shoes, my father's vest
I’m just trying to keep myself composed
Making promises in borrowed clothes
I'll be black and you be white
I'll be left and you be right
I'll be the Oregon coast, you be eastern time
We'll move mountains when we compromise
You’re the one I’ll love from now until we die
And I can’t wait to start this new life
So let the song begin
While all the candles shake
Whatever’s past is gone
We’ve got a brand new slate
Forever’s on our tongues
No matter what it takes
And I am not afraid
So smile for every shot they take
Raise a glass and slice the cake
There’s a car outside with cans in wake
Leave our families here to celebrate
Playing house like we always said
You paint the walls, I'll build a bed
There's no rush, let all the boxes wait
We've got years to get the rooms arranged
You're the one I'll love from now until we die
And I’m not even trying to shake this smile
So let the song begin
While all the candles shake
Whatever’s past is gone
We’ve got a brand new slate
Forever’s on our tongues
No matter what it takes
And I am not afraid
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Song in My Branches
02:57
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Grieve for the living while they still have hands
To caress as you express the sort of poetic strands
That for some reason, we don't weave until nobody understands
Why they're gone so soon, we had so many plans
And demand they listen now before the listener's gone
Because we wait until they leave us; how'd we get it so wrong
And all the letters that we wrote, we never pass along
Til the casket's last clasp is buckled down and locked
Make me a promise: when I go, you won't lock this body up in a casket
Let me grow from the ground so later you can fly around and sing your song in my branches
Make me a promise: when I go, you won't lock this body up in a casket
Let me grow from the ground so later you can fly around and sing your song in my branches
When I press my fingertips into my eyelids hard
You are the shapes that dance around like living works of art
When the darkness of the night is all I have in my heart
You are the constellations saying "keep your eyes on the stars"
But if you leave before I leave, don't let it trouble you much
'Cause I believe a part of me will go there with you, love
And I know a part of you is there inside of my blood
So my heart will keep on dancing with you, flood after flood
So speak until your words are every breath in my lungs
So every time I try to sing your thoughts are there on my tongue
A harmony so subtle, like we're singing as one
'Til the room begins to shake with us in resonant tones
Our bodies came from stars, so let's return to form
And ignite the way we did before the Earth was born
In the darkness, spark another great electrical storm
Until we leave all the survivors to remember and mourn.
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America sighs and pushes me further
Down artery lines to fingers and limbs
I tumble around this interstate bloodstream
I'm head over heart I'm drowning again
I pack up my songs I drag them behind me
I whisper them down 'til I'm empty again
Then she pulls me home her rhythm, it guides me
I swim through the veins that lead me back in.
So sing me home (Bring me back to the heart)
I'm losing breath (Give me rest)
Blue and cold (Pull me out of the dark)
Sing me red (Sing me red)
I bounce off the walls we try to remember
The dance we once knew the ebb and the flow
But I am a ghost a wandering shadow
I'm painful to hold but please don't let go
So sing me home (Bring me back to the heart)
I'm losing breath (Give me rest)
Blue and cold (Pull me out of the dark)
Sing me red (Sing me red)
America sighs
And pushes me further
So sing me home (Bring me back to the heart)
I'm losing breath (Give me rest)
Blue and cold (Pull me out of the dark)
Sing me red (Sing me red)
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4. |
Citadel
03:42
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She pulls the blankets from my head
Climbs beneath and steals my breath
And we lay silent in the heavy Nashville air
We're in a room inside a house inside a city in the South
And I guess it's about as home as anywhere
Ooh, but her breathing sounds like the rain
Ooh, and I don't know how to be brave
To be her citadel
Somewhere she can run to when she's overwhelmed
A coat to keep her warm in winter's colder spells
I pack my gear and say goodbye
Slowly pull out of the drive
To sing these songs about the lives that people wear
I hear her whisper in my phone
Then I hang up and sleep alone
This used to be about as "home" as anywhere
Ooh, but I don't know now
'Cause it's pain
Ooh, and I don't know how
To be brave
To be her citadel
Somewhere she can run to when she's overwhelmed
A coat to keep her warm in winter's colder spells
Without her, I'm a poem with no words
I need her like a doubt needs reassured
Like the Earth without the rain begins to burn…
She's my citadel
A castle I can run to when I’m overwhelmed
A coat to keep me warm in winter's colder spells
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Upper Middle Class
03:09
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We paid for new ways to avoid one another
A TV that fills up one side of the room
We stare at our phones now instead of each other
And silently wonder just how to break through
To the other side of the silence
Where the distance is only a story we tell
When we hold hands and know that we made it
We're making it still
Can we please make it still?
Our house is on fire; I've got matches for fingers
And my gasoline tongue isn't helping at all
So try as I might to repair what I've broken
I only set fire to each bridge that I build
To the other side of the silence
Where distance is only a story we tell
When we hold hands and know that we made it
We're making it still
Can we please make it still?
Someday, the words will come easy again
I'll stop all this hiding; you'll let me back in
Our family’s not here we don’t have to pretend it’s okay
I'm in the backyard destroying the branches
That hang low enough for my golf club to reach
Destruction's the one thing I'm naturally good at
It might take all year for the leaves to return
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Pieces
05:04
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I'd scream if I thought screaming would wake you up
I'd punch you if I thought you'd feel my touch
But you just hold your tongue like it's a crutch
You're a liar.
I wish you'd start a fight or slam a door
At least a loss would mean there'd been a war
But this just feels like falling with no floor
From a wire
So I will come back when you come back
And I will hold on to your pieces
But I'm leaving
This city eats the dead before they're gone
It singles out the wounded with no home
And teeth grow taller when you're all alone
I'm trying not to feed it
So throw another dish across the room
And throw another fist against this tomb
Or scream until your words have all run through
If you think I need it.
But I will come back when you come back
And I will hold on to the pieces that you're leaving
I will come back when you come back
I will come back when you come back
I will come back when you come back
But I'm leaving
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Paddleboats
03:44
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I never let you in until you needed out
And then I realized these walls that I'd let build themselves out of thin doubt
Had turned the deadbolts inside out so I couldn't even chase you like I needed to
I'm so sorry that I shut you out; please let me make this heart a home again
So I've thrown all of the furniture out in the lawn
In case you're ever driving by; I want to try to prove to you I've turned my insides out again
I took the doors and windows off the hinges so you can come right in
This doorway's dark without your shadow, but the only thing I'm letting in is rain, rain, rain
Ooh, ooh, oooooooooh
This mattress is a paddleboat; when I try to ride alone
I float In circles for an hour and then give up and I go medicate myself until I pass out
On the front lawn or the floor, and I come visit you
You always haunt my dreams a little bit, but I love to see you any way I can.
So every morning I'm in pain, whether from spirits or from ghosts (or both)
And I wonder if I found you in whatever paddleboat you're in with him these days
I just want to haunt your dreams a little bit, too
I know this wound won't ever heal if I keep picking it, but it's all that's left of you
So I keep the front door open to whoever wanders in
But she don't balance out this bed, so I don't write her name in pen, she's just a melody That doesn't match the chords you wrote but I just can't stop picking them
It's like a one-sided equation with an answer that I know won't ever grace these sheets again
I'm just a one-sided equation with an answer that I know won't ever grace these sheets again
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Hear You Say My Name
03:17
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I believe I've seen a ghost
I believe he's in my skin
And I can't leave until I get him out and find myself again But I don't have the proper knives / To perform an apparitionectomy / These things are drawn out with a voice that sings the things that I expect of me
So I need to hear you say my name / I need to hear it from your chest
I need it pounding on the drums where all these demons try to rest
I need to hear you say my name / I need to hear it from your chest
I need it pounding on the drums where all these demons try to rest
I still believe you haven't left / But sometimes your silence shakes my faith
And my eyes are made from cavern walls, so I'm no good at these charades
So when I'm dancing in the dark / It probably looks more like I'm flailing
Or placing hands around my throat and wondering why my breath is failing
So I need to hear you say my name / I need to hear it from your chest
I need it pounding on the drums where all these demons try to rest
I need to hear you say my name / I need to hear it from your chest / I need it pounding on the drums where all these demons try to rest
And I - I feel so entitled to be heard / Demand you interpret every word / I'm so American
And I - well, I need more faith, I guess / I swear if you tell me how to get it / I'll do anything
Sometimes I'm angry, I'll admit / When it seems I'm guessing with no clues
Like there's one secret way to win and sixty million ways to lose
So if there's something I should know / Some secret message to decode
I'm admitting I can't find it, and this ghost is taking hold.
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I wrote some songs (I hope you accidentally hear them)
I sang in code to let you know you're not forgotten
I see your face in crowded places / cities you've not even visited
And wonder how your ghost keeps finding me so often
Every picture found strikes like a landed arrow
'Cause you can scrub off all your skin, but not your marrow
And in some resonating tone, they whisper doubt into my bones
So I take pains to keep the conversation sterile
But you don't ever leave my mind / If you still need someplace to hide…
Come back home / Or let me go / 'Cause I still love you; oh, I've tried
I kept the letters that you wrote when we were twenty
Before the words got lost inside and just stopped coming
So when I packed up all my things, it never felt like I was leaving
It felt like falling to the ground while you kept running
Sometimes I have this conversation with your picture
And lately, I've tried not to tell it I still miss you
But I'm pretty sure he knows, 'cause he just smiles as if he knows
When I ask if he thinks I could be forgiven
'Cause you don't ever leave my mind / So if you need someplace to hide…
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10. |
We Married Strangers
04:24
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The blood that trickles towards my elbow looks like a map of Anaheim
What used to be a bathroom mirror is speckled red with Highway Five
You look for eyes to reassure you, I’m staring holes into the ground
You’ve fifty faces here to choose from but none of us can make a sound
So let’s begin, oh, let’s begin again
To fall in love, to fall in love again
Let’s begin, oh, let’s begin again
We married young, we married strangers in front of family and our friends
No warning signs about the changes; no one told us we’d forget
The love I see there on our faces in all those photos in the hall
That smile I couldn’t seem to straighten; a hope that swore we’d never fall
So let’s begin, oh, let’s begin again
To fall in love, to fall in love again
Let’s begin, oh, let’s begin again
So help me out; I’m quickly losing myself
Help me out; I think I’m losing you
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11. |
All Our Days
03:31
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In the morning, when the sleep is like a drug you're coming up from
And your dreams are whispering final words in languages you no longer speak
Will you hold me once before you go; before we face all we're beholden to
Love me when I look the worse for wear
In the darkness with my darkness there
We're alone
And we'll die alone together
After all our days are counted up and gone
In the evening when the world is old and the sun has chased the sky to bed
We can whisper one more chapter into this book that never will be read
'Til the final little page falls out, and we struggle to recover it
Trying to read what we've forgot; desperate for one more page to whisper in
We're alone
And we'll die alone together
After all our days are counted up and gone
After all our days are counted up and gone
After all our days are counted up and gone
And I know that love is just like water paints
We mix each other up 'til we can't separate
But all my numbers count back down to you
So come dance with me across the floor for however long we've got
Before the shadow in the corner checks his watch and motions towards the door
And we're ushered to the exits like young lovers with a curfew
And I'll hold your hand and whisper "whatever's next, I'm gonna love you."
Then we're alone
And we'll die alone together
After all our days are counted up and gone
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Now you're gone / and I'm still home
I sort through rooms and stacks of souvenirs you left when you moved on
I change the lights / change the sheets
Give away what I can't use and hold the things I need to keep
But this dream was yours / it's in a language I can't speak
It sounds familiar in my ears / but like a tune I can't repeat
And I've been writing down the things / That I'm afraid I might forget
The stories you can't ever tell again / 'Cause I'm not ready for your legacy to end
I check the mail / I check my phone
Like I'm expecting someone soon / like you might be coming home
I am a limb / torn from a chest
My nerves still twitch me 'cross the room, but I feel so directionless
My blood is old / My love is yours
And soon I'll leave this house and run to where you've gone along before
(But) 'til I've been writing down the things / That I'm afraid I might forget
The stories you can't ever tell again / 'Cause I'm not ready for the healing to begin
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From the day we met, I knew I didn't deserve you
But I've got Jonah's scorching angst at your depart
I'll probably burn this house to ashes to observe you
Lay right down and let the flames become your arms
And I've been screaming since your voice no longer could
So in silence now, I boil til I shake
I only wish this house of ours was so much bigger
I want these flames to light the sky across the state
Rage to the rain
To the waste you left me
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Levi Weaver Dallas, Texas
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