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At a friend's house making dinner
We use lots of ingredients
Can’t decide on flavor or focus on the directions
Feeling free and fancy like a feather floating up and then down
I’ll commit to something in a second
Or several years from now
And several years from now
In the center of town
I’ll take a look around
Hospitality bound
Flat tired out
Conversations, asking questions
Use my head like a shaky cam
Common goals are electric
Simple connections
Hollow fears in the early evening fly by my house again
It’s not often that I notice a sunset
So point it out again
Several years from now
In the center of town
I’ll take a look around
Hospitality bound
Flat tired out
In and out of focus
Are we focusing enough?
Rough
In and out of focus
Are we focusing too much?
Tough
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Big pop, Lemon drop, sipping the whole way through
Tiptop, Circus cop, I’ve got something crazy to tell you
Yeah I’ve been hoping and praying, it’s nothing new
You’re an amazing artist, thank you
No one else taps into my brain with truth, you know what to do
I can’t stop counting and I know I’m not supposed to
Big time, circle line, headed out to achieve
Concept of a person makes it hard to see what we can believe
So come over, let me show you that I can lay down a beat
And then you can make a melody and put it on top of me
Make a single, make a ballad, make a mockery of-
You know what I mean
I can’t stop counting and I know it’s not to be a retreat
Not too far from hell, not too far from heaven
I’ve got a job today; I’m going to be okay
Feeling like I’ve never felt so much
On the way to where you crush
Got to get back to where you belong
Tick tock, I’m a clock, wouldn’t have it any other way
I’m fine, but I know a lot of people who are feeling a bad way
So come over today
And just tell me that it’ll be okay
Nothing’s wrong with this, no there’s nothing wrong with this
I can’t stop counting and I know I’m not supposed to
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We spend money on the things we need the most
And I can’t slow down
Thought I saw you coming from a mile away
And I was wrong
And I can’t hold back
I’m thinking of my day as I go
And that’s why
We kept looking down and listening to dance music
I love my hometown
Thought I saw you crying in a silent way
And I was right
Enough is enough
I’m thinking of my day as I go
There’s something ‘bout the ledgers and the notes
Whatever, I can cope
Something ‘bout a story, you choke
I’m thinking of my day as I go
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I tried hard to connect
I threw it out the window
It does not even affect big sky, big ground
Move me around like a satellite
So you know what it feels like after a fight?
And the road, what it looks like after a flight?
What it looks like after awhile?
And you forget about your choices from your worst days
And you want to know the reason why they could not stay
Do you want to row the difference?
Well ha, will you look back when you’re seventy-five?
Super crossed liar
I go walking back outside
California on my mind
I go walking back outside
With California on my mind
I say “peace out” to the light
And what it feels like after a fight in the road
What it looks like after a flight
What it looks like after awhile
(What it looks like)
And you forget about your choices from your worst days
And you want to know the reason why they could not stay
Do you want to row the difference?
Well ha, will you look back when you’re seventy-five?
And you forget about your choices from your worst days
And you want to let the breeze in, but you blew it away
Do you want to row the difference?
Well ha, will you look back when you’re seventy-five?
Super crossed liar
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As soon as the morning hits, it’s summer
And the lists we make are getting longer
I don’t want to be a bummer in these darker times
Next Tuesday you’re leaving and it’s bringing me down
I think you are such a pal
Let’s get ice cream, let’s go somewhere with no parking lots
Who will tell me what the hell is going on?
This afternoon I feel frozen, in my target bathing suit
And I can’t take nothing away from you
Lately I’ve been dressing a bit more normal
But still act mad weird like I’ve been all these years
Hey things don’t feel as personal as they used to (it’s true)
“What am I doing here?” is right
What gives me the right?
I should just be paying less attention to the lights, and the cameras, and the action in my phone
Yeah, who’s going to tell me what the hell is going on?
What’s up with you?
You tell me in the darkest part of the room
And I can’t sleep; I can’t feel my heartbeat in the loop
When I’m falling where I’m falling, am I destined to?
Yeah I want to find the only road that’s more of the truth
Is it with or without you?
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We were up late online talking about new music
And you sent me a link to a song that I’d never heard before
I need to get my headphones on
Just think about the long pause after it’s gone
And never forget the times I was wrong
I swear I’ll follow along
I was thinking about New England
And all the things that I love to say
I was hoping to have my voice match up to the singers in every state
I am thinking about my own life and for that I feel ashamed
Every morning when it rains
I want to be in on all of this
It seems crazy not to play
And I want to make something timeless
The time isn’t on my wrist
I am willing to hold myself and put up with this awful loneliness
I’m kind of new
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Water’s flowing over, here I go
Water’s flowing over, here I go
I don’t know what to tell him lately, but I love him so
Water’s flowing over, here I go
Building a boat to assure you I’m composed
Building a boat to assure you I’m composed
I can be pretty tired and lazy, but I want you all to know
That I’m building a boat to assure you that I’m composed
Grab me a grab bag, will ya?
Need some things
Grab me a grab bag, will ya?
Need some things
It’s a sign, a rhyme, a cymbal of a sound, a ring
Grab me a grab bag, will ya?
Grab me a grab bag, will ya?
Walk out the door if you need me, I’m not home
Walk out the door if you need me, I’m not home
What’ll you do on our own in the hour of stone?
Walk out the door if you need me, I’m not home
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Thought I saw you take a swing at the door
I thought I saw your funny note on the floor
It was crowded and I didn't like what we were talking about
Oh I,
I know you're wrong
Texted me a smiley face and a boat
I thought about running out in the cold
It was dire, and I couldn't write what we were talking about
Oh I,
I know you're wrong
Albany is overdue for snow
Want to see the cars stop moving
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I've been here for a long time
There's gratitude in my eyes
Full and open and so shy
Christopher on a cold night
I go wandering with height
The damage was all right
What gives?
I'll go upon
A fix?
You know the odds
There's a rough tide in the Gulf Stream waters
I'm drinking coffee in the basement
Your pitter-patter does the trick
The deed is done and it's so sick
Comment on it
Feel religious
I don’t want you to think I'm superstitious
What gives?
I'll go upon
A fix?
You know the odds
There's a rough tide in the Gulf Stream waters
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I’ve got time; I think I’ll go for a ride
There's not much time to go for a ride
And I keep losing all wheel drive, passenger side
Well all right, I’m going to cross the line
Punched my eye, shouldn't have crossed that line
What does it feel like?
A sucked up night with some yellow light
Anything more specific might break my heart
I’m mad tired, stayed up and talked for a while
I’ll do whatever
Not good at choosing, but it's not my fault
I was never taught
Humming along to a great record that Evan showed me last week
Walking past the place that my new friends work at once a week
Rehearsing
Anything more specific might break my heart
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We spend money on the things we need the most
And I can’t slow down
Thought I saw you coming from a mile away
And I was wrong
And I can’t hold back
I’m thinking of my day as I go
And that’s why
We kept looking down and listening to dance music
I love my hometown
Thought I saw you crying in a silent way
And I was right
Enough is enough
I’m thinking of my day as I go
There’s something ‘bout the ledgers and the notes
Whatever, I can cope
Something ‘bout a story, you choke
I’m thinking of my day as I go
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Water’s flowing over, here I go
Water’s flowing over, here I go
I don’t know what to tell him lately, but I love him so
Water’s flowing over, here I go
Building a boat to assure you I’m composed
Building a boat to assure you I’m composed
I can be pretty tired and lazy, but I want you all to know
That I’m building a boat to assure you that I’m composed
Grab me a grab bag, will ya?
Need some things
Grab me a grab bag, will ya?
Need some things
It’s a sign, a rhyme, a cymbal of a sound, a ring
Grab me a grab bag, will ya?
Grab me a grab bag, will ya?
Walk out the door if you need me, I’m not home
Walk out the door if you need me, I’m not home
What’ll you do on our own in the hour of stone?
Walk out the door if you need me, I’m not home
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Thought I saw you take a swing at the door
I thought I saw your funny note on the floor
It was crowded and I didn't like what we were talking about
Oh I,
I know you're wrong
Texted me a smiley face and a boat
I thought about running out in the cold
It was dire, and I couldn't write what we were talking about
Oh I,
I know you're wrong
Albany is overdue for snow
Want to see the cars stop moving
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Maybe it’s all about repeating
and taking a break from completing
Concerned for what I know
Watch an episode
Because it’s four in the morning, you know I’m not boring for the times
Having a moment with a CD
I’m screaming along, you can’t hear me
Feeling like a dumbass
with my headlights off on the way to where you are
Gotta get back to where you belong
Because it’s four in the morning, you know I’m not boring for the times
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released October 15, 2021
