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Old Brick Roads
03:08
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On your best behavior
setting traps
numbers on a mailbox
words on a map
all of your apologies
sound less sincere
floating through the air like smoke
they disappear
they're just words
they're not tangible
old brick roads
cobblestone paths
can't convince me to stay
i'm a skipping stone this morning
i'm going away
tried to crack into your shell
it didn't turn out so well
old brick roads
cobblestone paths
pieces of the scenery
become unglued
but still you beckon to me
like you always do
it's an exercise
in futility
like a hurricane
drifting out to sea
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2. |
Expat
02:39
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Chords of discontent
shake you at your core
Watch the planes as they leave the strip
and you feel the freezing cold
already, summer's gone
spare me the pleasantries
photographs of yesteryear
pent up at the embassy
travelers cheques and cigarettes are packed
am I
saying it correctly, thought I'd ask
since you're an expat
back in the states
maybe a sabbatical
bull fights and quaint cafes
buried in Rosetta Stone
paid off at the night soiree
delusions of grandeur
to think someone gave a fuck
looked like it was blossoming
then again, she made it up
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3. |
How Do You Do?
02:54
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Disingenuous at best
you tell such pretty lies
appearing catatonic
the jokes on me, you're doing fine
where it stands now
so difficult to sympathize
when you won't
let me on your side
how do you do
how do you do the things you shouldn't do
when everyone of us is counting on you
I told you time and time again, it's true
how do you do
your siren call enticed me
until it turned into a dream
now when you yell my name
it's reminiscent of Howard Dean
remember when you were cold
my sweater stayed with thee
my unrequited love
your A to bourgeoisie
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4. |
Six Months
05:00
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In the town of dead piano keys
I can't believe all the melodies that sprouted
when making it out seemed doubtful
most of the time
I made a point to collect my things
but my return wasn't so long after departure
it seemed to me when we got there
and I knew
the mid-winter of late '06
2007, the summer, and so on after
I remember
I said December would keep me forever
all the miles in the same small car
behind the glass where the pictures are
I can see it clearly
off come the sandbags and we are nearing the ground
Never imagined I could leave
I'd been weaving baskets underwater
with your daughter
while the trees shed their clothes
first signs of winter color your cheeks
but I'm stuck for weeks in an indian summer
with a drummer
who will never leave the show
faces never look the same for long
a collection of cardboard kisses and deadweight
leaving me toothpaste
to eliminate the taste
if home is where the heart is, I
lost my heart years ago, thereby
releasing me, blind, into the night
of a red metropolitan sky
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T & The Wonder Chicago, Illinois
T & The Wonder is an indie pop duo that manages to construct sturdy chamber pop melodies while living on two different coasts.
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