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Old School Pile-ons
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lake effect snow
kissed my first girl at a k word show
singing green plastic stars song right now
have I told you yet
when I was floored by elliott
and I can’t thank mike enough for that
we were driving straight through to 26th
black shirts in a one-horse town
tonight we’ll leave it all behind
“what time do they go on?”
“-a couple locals and a TBA”
ride home, we’ll play sad songs
gotta have this back by 11
baregrounds, ran late
about 10 left till the interstate
“you can’t kill me…” blasts, on our way
closers we couldn’t see
bonds we made, barely 17
they’re bound to come through here again someday
we were driving straight through to 26th
black shirts in a one-horse town
tonight we’ll leave it all behind
“what time do they go on?”
“-a couple locals and a TBA”
ride home, we’ll play sad songs
gotta have this back by 11:30
we’re all the cool kids now
….flip it over and play it again
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One For Lansdale
02:58
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for all I know
east is west, gold is grey
for all I know
these spray-painted walls would’ve shown me the way
oh, I’m struggling
to see past just 3 feet
and philadelphia
as we stood
that night on south broad
outside your dad’s garage
trust in a promise on tape
what it meant
another august rolled in
and that was all I could give
for all I know
east is west, gold is grey
for all we know
there’s light, and we fought to keep it sundays
oh, arrythmia
subsides, wipe away eyes, I’m still stuck northbound
with all her breadth
and heart, and wonder
I'm through with leaving out reasons
to stay
as we stood
that was all I could give
settle in
that was all I could give
fall-covered backroads
take me home
(and the pipes played on)
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79 North
02:37
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shows on the weekend
this town’s dead every night
you’re taking the picture
think we’re alright
so young, and we’re busy
places to go, and bands to see
and days where we’d wear millcreek to the ground,
and the promises we’d keep
Play that one again
I’ve almost got the words
I’ve almost got them down enough to sing along
miles, and we’re shouting
roll those windows
anthems of unity
if we could only.
cross out the exits
brand new tread, we’d be jet set
now I’m low, but I’ve got enough to see me through
Play that one again
I’ve almost got the words
I’ve almost got them down enough to sing along
(why can't we just stay here?
hangout at the boro,
if I could just see you
after lines hit my eyes
and my lungs give way,
I sincerely hope that
my voice is enough to sing along)
The child that I was sits idly by
I’ve turned in my cowl and cape
This late in my life, I’ve realized
that some things can’t be saved
I remember the time my father sighed
“We’re born to make mistakes”
Fall to a page, from both our eyes
One I never thought I’d write
Wish I could tell you, everything I know about giving up
I wish I could you tell you I’m ok
with how it turned out
the part that had mattered
is nothing’s ever done, and in picking up
right where you left off, it’s not too late
play that one again, play that one again
if I could just see you
down enough to sing along
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Sporting Fades
01:54
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“It think it’s time to settle down”
my good friend says
“and the times we had meant a lot to me back then,
but now I’ve just outgrown them”
I hope you’ll read this and get mad
at the first couple lines,
now that I’ve got your attention,
know you’re still like a brother to me
how could I forget the time we climbed out the back
at the sportsman’s club
or a drive home from west palm
talking girls, and bands after school
(but when you called I was at a loss)
“I think it’s time to settle down”
my good friend says
and he’s a half a continent away
with growing record bins
and ways he finds to grow a ‘stache
as the next girl likes your face I hope
you still recall who was there
way back then, when you claimed edge
I’ll be reliving hangar parties and chc
on my dying bed
bombs drop, dust clears
we’ll still be standing
and laughing
I’d like to think that I am not alone
on this one
but it may be so
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