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the city lights
03:47
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if I don't sleep the morning never comes
and I'll relive the day forever
when this world ends i’ll be in my room
i’ll outlive all but the setting sun
the rising moon and mobile homes
and the falling stars through the city lights
when this world ends i’ll be in my room
i’ll outlive all but the setting sun
i saw spirits on the highway driving home from your house,
built something crazy, could change it all for us, but what if there's not
much more than this, the kids don’t grow up, get drunk throw up
we cried ourselves silly every year before this felt longer than this
i don’t think about seasons anymore
except that i don’t mind the colors
the changing leaves reminding me
about lots of things but I don't think
i care share them
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halo on the interstate
03:46
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since 15 he was a pretty fragile kid
fucked around too much in high school
and never went much further
that light refracts on the dashboard of my car
gives me haloes on the interstate
the turn pike looks like heaven
we sold our house,
the waves broke and crushed our bodies
i wanna drive till I've got no heart left
i sold my car, bought a surfboard
and swam off until I couldn't
we sold our clothes and watched
two dolphins get torn apart by seagulls
you split my body inside out
like a blossom on on the ground
you’ll find a new home in the mountains
where the winter never ends
you still visit, a couple towns exist
that’s what it takes for feeling better
just something for the weather
talk to god and look for signs that he can hear you
wish he was depressed too, just like you
that’s what would help you
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the great bonfire
01:33
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and outside it looks like tornados
hit everything and everyone
we’ll ride off to the setting sun
with 45’s and i don’t mind
it if we die here
we’re having fun
and we’re in love
i call dibs on shotgun
we were slow dancing cross interstate lines
we’ve done it for miles
and hours pass
and heaven abandons us
and lily writes home
about summer
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my dreams
don’t say anything
about eternal life
or drive throughs
and few things
few things really last forever
like branches scratching heaven
and seeds that fall in rhythm
like your heart beats
i feel better
in the sunlight catching fishes
in the moonlight spending wishes
and then the seasons change
running barefoot in the rain
it’s four in the morning
Yelling at buildings
To wake up and pack your
pack your bags the sun is growing
it’s cool to be alive in
this world where all these lights look
just like stars returning
we look just like eternal living
we’re stuck like this forever
too young to live forever
we shot our bodies to space and
we hid our feelings until nobody could
worry about us coming home
To get our shit together
Thought I'd feel more put together
By this point
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if we cut and run now the kids won’t remember
they’ve got some money and dogs to take care of
they’ll turn 11, they’ll turn 27
they’ll look after each other, the desert nevada
our old house enveloped by a glow from the heavens
coyotes defend them, got lost never found them
god will forgive us when we’re golden and famous
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seasons on the new coast
03:13
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snow banks still grow, without me
we'd climb them for, fresh air in the city
i’ll drive, i know you hate it
before the winter hides our cars beneath us
rainbows shine through the dashboard
rearview mirrors, blur the streets around me
you called, i got your message
about the light rail, and seasons on the new coast
been spending money every day now for awhile
running out of things i want to say
you're too busy to wonder how i’m doing
I don't know, I'm not sure where all my time goes
Pack your bags, the sun's still growing
Recreate us in the movies
Maybe tomorrow I'll make a brand new record
(About) all these feelings, I'll write them down but don't get better
We will live forever
Talk too much but can't share feelings
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mount moon
02:48
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new kinds of stars
02:57
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when i close my eyes
i can see the moon double, crack and grow
and everything slows
and splits off into photos of our lives
there’s millions of pictures that
surround me, it's my entire life
life looks like a movie, birth marks, water parks
and family moving cars
i guess when we die everyone who loves you reaches up
reaches to heaven, scatters yr ashes,
Till yr part of all that grows
And when close my eyes
i can picture both of us sitting
On the edge of the earth
peering off into peering off into
The expanse is something and it's nothing
and it never quite felt like home
For some stupid reason, for some reason
Now when I close my eyes I see nothing it's just empty , There's no stars in the city Only sidewalks
And the broken glass reflects the sky
i still think of you all the time even when i can’t seem to think about anything at all
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postcard
02:54
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lately, forgetting all my songs
on the daily
on the daily
mornings and reservations can get us so far, but only so far
i’ve been feeling crazy, cause lately i’m trying to climb on top
of every goddamn building
in this godforsaken city
that love you gave up,
won’t come back, easy
took your cds, and a bible
it's love makes us crazy, and lately
it hasn’t even hit me
She set fire to the buildings in her hometown
Went to raves just to upset her parents
got a girlfriend, blocked her moms number
didn’t even tell her now she’ll live in summer
in the winter they’ll move out of nebraska
waiting tables and studying for college
sleep in drive throughs, share 'i love you’s'
traded in their mattress for dvds and cigarettes
and i could make a whole other you with the things in our room that you left when you moved
but that’s not what you’d want me to do
both things can be true
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sunset (finale)
03:11
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I will fall asleep and when I wake I will be somewhere new
where everyone is pretty
i’m too shy around your family
they’re afraid of spiders they’re afraid of
heights and they're afraid of night lights
well i just want the dark i just want the stars
i just want the frogs croaking
maybe i’m a fraud maybe i’m a fuck up
then i’ll quit my job and we’ll go back to college
there’s some kids with a bomb
they made out of tin cans and cleaners and answering machines
they’re mad at their mom who doesn’t want them to go off to college
i’ve got new hobbies i’ve made new friends
making spirits walk around again
stealing tears and writing songs that never end
but we don’t
really talk
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sorry i said i was talking crazy
when I said it won’t be hard on you
and me too
infinite out of time
stare at streetlights to try
live past 25
god damn i’m stupid and i'm
so desperate to find
some direction and I
think about it when the moonlight’s all around you
it surrounds you, stars abound you at night
i’ll miss it at night
i know i’ll miss you alright
grow up dylan can you please grant me immortality
the city got the best of me
i need something new
at least i hope
It's just a funk
It's only been a couple
weeks In a few months
I'm sure I'll screen enough calls
And nobody will wonder
Where I got off too
I hope they think I'm thriving
And I'll look up at my ceiling
And imagine it's a movie
Imagine someplace pretty
infinite and moody
I'll say it's where i went to
It's where I went to
Our room surrounds me and grounds me
haunting me eternally, every time i go to sleep, I need
something new
We all grow up some time
People move on but I'm
Always changing my mind
Infinite out of time
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12. |
moon still grows (bonus)
03:05
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bedbug Los Angeles, California
like a phoenix i've arisen from my own ashes and now i'm 27
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