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Hype
03:58
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If I died happy, how would you know?
If I died happy, could you let me go?
If I were – for example – lying underneath the sky
in the sunlight, in the midnight, just me, myself, &
I would think of you & I would think of you and die.
If I could – maybe someday – stack books around our bed,
in your closet, on the dresser, balance novels on my head,
would you be laughing if they fall?
What if I am the one who falls instead?
I would fall for you & I would fall for you and die.
If I died happy, how would you know?
If I died happy, could you let me go?
(Stay with me if you want to, but keep in mind: I’m all hype)
If I die happy, I’ll let you know
so when I die happy, you can let me go.
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2. |
Blue
03:10
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"Don’t know why when I wake up in the morning
there’s a reason you’re not next to me.
Cuz in my bed when I dream about the future,
always you are next to me.
You are next to me
I pretend when I’m restless after midnight
that somewhere you are turning, too.
For all I give, I know I can be so selfish,
but I swear there is nothing I won’t do.
There is nothing that I won’t do.
Cuz I’m blue when I’m missing you.
Yeah, I’m blue when I’m missing you.
Yeah, I’m blue when I’m missing you.
And I am missing you"
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3. |
Girlfriend
05:18
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"I need to be closer to you and I’m not sure why,
but nothing’s as clear when you’re far except you and I.
Love didn’t make sense to me and you weren’t sure why,
but now it’s so clear to me; I just needed time.
I just needed time
I need to be closer to you, cuz I’m feeling like
nothing’s as sweet when you’re far; the sun ain’t as bright.
This love is so simple to me, cuz I’m feeling like
your smile and your kisses are all that I need to get by.
I need to get by
Two more weeks and I’ll feel sane again (I wanna be your --)
Two more weeks and I’ll feel sane again (I wanna be your --)
Girlfriend
I need to be closer to you but you need some time.
And it’s hard to be patient, but I’ll wait for you and I…
I need to be closer to you but you need some time.
And it’s hard to be patient, but I’ll wait for you and I…
I’ll wait for you and I
Two more weeks and I’ll feel sane again (I wanna be your --)
Two more weeks and I’ll feel sane again (I wanna be your --)
Girlfriend"
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4. |
Wake Up, Darling
03:06
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"I had a dream I was gonna miss the metro
and there might not be another train for days.
By then you will have had to let me go
and I’ll have missed my only chance to tell you to stay.
I fell asleep and woke up feeling sorry
for the cowardice that keeps our lips apart.
Cuz by morning we are speaking still but hardly,
and my dreams are telling me you’ll break my heart.
So wake up, darling, wake up, wake up to me.
I promise not to leave while you’re asleep.
I have one favor I need you to keep:
just wake up, darling, wake up next to me.
I wrote a letter I was gonna hand ya
detailing the day I make you mine.
When I get drunk, I dress it up and stamp it,
then realize that you won’t cross that line.
So wake up, darling, wake up, wake up to me.
I promise not to leave while you’re asleep.
I have one favor I need you to keep:
just wake up, darling, wake up next to me.
So wake up, darling, wake up, wake up to me.
So wake up, darling, wake up, wake up to me.
So wake up, darling, wake up, wake up to me.
Just wake up, darling, wake up next to me."
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5. |
Found
04:43
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Summer-sprained and sorely trained, tucked in so tight I might've been insane,
I changed the truths behind my name.
Back then I had something to say each time somebody asked me where I stayed,
as though the space could keep me safe.
Living lost is so hard to do... thank god that I found you.
Winter rose and caught me cold and candied-out just like a sugar cone,
but should my faults be mine alone?
Constantly tired, I tallied tries, tarried in time spent trying to draw a line
between the found and yet to find.
Set back is such a sad place to be... thank god that you found me.
I never thought that I could be wrapped up or so surrounded, totally
swallowed by a thing that don't make no sense to me.
We'll work it out, we'll stick around, til all the highs are up and lows are down;
good love don't have to make a sound.
Are you scared? (I am scared)
Are you there? (I'll be there)
Are your feet on the ground?
Do you feel lost? I'll keep you found.
Living lost is so hard to do... thank god that I found...
Set back is such a sad place to be... thank god that you found...
Broken hearts are tough to fix up... thank god that we found...
Everyone knows what I'm thinking of... thank god that we found love.
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6. |
Hands
03:42
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"I would be seventeen if I were born when I lost my sleep.
And I’m not free; I still feel my palms grow and my fingers shrink.
I would be one year old if I were born when you let me go.
And I’m not free; I still hold hands like a child when I cross that road.
I know, I know, it’s killing me, killing me.
I know, I know, it’s killing me.
I would be so relieved if you could see what I believe,
but you’re not free, you still sing out for a meaning that you can’t reach.
And I don’t know when the world is gonna be fair,
but it don’t mean that I don’t care,
even if it’s hard for me to always be there.
I got my strength and I know that I got my weakness, too,
I got these plans my hands don’t seem to want me to do.
But hold your head up, love,
‘cause when we get up, love,
we might be mad or sad, but someone believes in us.
I trust that the sun will always come up,
even when we cry through the night,
we got each other, honey, that’s why –
I know, I know, what’s killing me, killing me.
I know, I know, is saving me, saving me."
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7. |
Sound & Fury
04:05
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"I’ve wandered all these years
down by some shore I never knew before.
I must have found it in my dreams
and lost you there.
I wonder how it came to be
that your hands were warm despite the sea,
so when I woke my bones felt safe
(so when I woke my bones felt safe).
I want it back … the way it was.
There’s no time for thinking,
wishing things could just go back to “better days.”
I close my eyes, I fold my hands;
I smile and wait for time to waste.
“Tomorrow and tomorrow,
creeps in this petty pace from day to day…
And all our yesterdays
have lighted fools the way to dusty death.”
I want it back … the way it was.
Cross lines, serve time.
I haven’t learned, have I?"
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8. |
Vacillate
03:12
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"My Lichtenberg scar spinal cord feels electric today.
My heart’s formed habits studying the shapes you tessellate.
Should lightning find me on the shore before I swim away,
my arm’s the rod – my fingers spread – you’ll strike me where I lay
and vacillate.
The tide is in, I’m sinking down, the water fills my mouth.
I’m welcoming the ocean floor, so tired of crying out.
Should thunder shake my body back to bloat upon your sands,
my legs will never be the same from all your waves, woman,
you vacillate.
I’m looking, God, I’m looking – help me find a better way
than being the anchor, dragged around, God, I can’t bear the weight.
At my back and through my thighs but never to my face,
she fuels the fire, puts it out, records it, hits replay.
God, she vacillates."
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